Late night thinking

When we die,
They say.
Walk into the light,
Is that because,
The sun?
Needs more,
Fossil fuel.
Just so,
It can burn bright.



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Written on 2023-11-24 at 02:28

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Sameen The PoetBay support member heart!
An intriguing thought!

Damn, nice. I love it
2023-11-24



I hope to become a fossile
pressed by tons of earth and
millions of years
2023-11-24