The Advent of Man
Creating something
Out of nothing
Only for it to eventually
Disappear
Living in the now
Relishing what we have
Or not noticing at
All
Days go by
And we know our time is
Short
But the mark has been made
And there is progress to achieve
The advent of man and our purpose
Is still a mystery to me
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