Last Not Least

Mundane cells not immune to death Upon exhale of final breath, Tenuous trails towards the past, Luminous legacy to last. July, 20, 2021
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July 21, 2021 at 2:39 PM
You're right they do die or do they...You made me wonder...Will find out what happens after...Thought-provoking piece
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