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The Earth Remembers
It's a tight window,
This duration of time.
Three thousand or so years since the expanse of civilization.
The Earth remembers…
The time before;
The quiet time near forgotten.
She longs for a period of silence
And of rest and peace.
The…

Epitaph
I don't know where I'm headed, but I walk ahead sure I'm going somewhere.
I walk toward the light.
Onward toward the sound of laughter and good spirits.
I leave all the negativity in my wake.
I cannot predict how my story ends, but…