Save Yourself
The sun has exploded,
but humans are long gone.
Some infinite creature
has stumbled across our
charred remains.
It has felt compassion.
A slip of the pinky finger.
Resurrection.
Why?
The being recalled
many trillions
of moons ago
when he was once
a man himself.
Hopefully they won't
mistaken their savior
for some kind of god.
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