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Whispers of Mortality

The earth remembers every September The dawn of Time fateful, sublime Six days of Creation singular innovations Last is Man land's also-ran Lips part, mortality whispers the earth

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Linda Alice Fowler

Date: 5/13/2023 11:00:00 AM

Nothing lasts forever, not even Earth...sadly. Live it like you own it! :)

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/13/2023 8:39:00 PM

Ha, ha! I'm just a boarder, passing through this corridor.

Daniel Turner

Date: 5/12/2023 2:25:00 PM

Not sure where you got your timeline but the earth is laughing at out mortality. In her lifetime she has seen the beginning and will witness the end. We, mortals, are here but a season.

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/13/2023 8:38:00 PM

Yet, to every season there is a reason...

Kim Rodrigues

Date: 5/12/2023 8:14:00 AM

Our steps on the earth, short - make them meaningful!

Gershon Wolf
Date: 5/13/2023 8:38:00 PM

I try to -- make my steps meaningful -- and then I step in dog-doo.