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One day a void was struck, turning limitless blue—
Then land began to pile above
Dots started to appear, both in the air, the ground, and the sea, moving and alive Dots turned bigger, shifting into the tallest, the smallest, or between.
Ecosystem began.
But even with that, all things must come to an end.
Take an example, the dinosaur age. When they were the loudest to roar, the king of all, they were weak—
Atleast, to mother nature that is.
Mountains began to move and the lushes of fields disconnect—
And then they were gone, we came about, taking the crown of the king in our heads. So it made me think; isn’t this the circle of life?
You live, you die, that’s what I mean.
Sometimes you might get remembered if people like your work, sometimes you’re just one of the many without a name or have a part of a legacy.
Even then we’ll be someday extinct.
I mean something similar happened before right? The bronze age and such?
But still we continue to muse, we continue to invent, innovating as much as we could get from both in and out. Heck even space came about!
Why?
It’s because of faith. We believe and blindly persist even with the answer we have and I say this;
Why not just continue? Even with the knife on our neck?
I mean we lived for more than ten thousand years, molding the simple phrase Live then die to the complicated There’s more than meets the eye.
I mean what’s there to lose? Live, live without a linger to regret!
You'll always ache,
For a reason
Or the other.
So tread with patience,
This is all too new.
Be kind to yourself
Your heart is not ready
For another season of hurt and doom.
-simra.t
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