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Poem #354

What if we are the generations living through
the beginning of the end?
What if we are those who started to pay
for years of human transgression?

Maybe the end of the world will not be
an explosion, a meteor hitting the earth.
The apocalypse might be years of suffering,
death and devastation that lead to the blast
people start praying for.

What if we are the apocalypse that happened
to the planet we violently tried to own?

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