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End

Cascading down the highway's back
Car's nestled in their grid-like stack
On clouded sky appears...a crack
Time stopped along it's twisted track

stoplights stopped; no green nor red
curtains drawn on unmade bed
Not a thing was heard; Not a word was said
The end had reared her ugly head.

But something stirred; one thing remained
A loud beating heart that was still self contained
In a webbing of tissue and organs and teeth
Nestled in earth like an organic sheath

This was the footprint of God's greatest image
The only Thing left from their very last scrimmage
That stopped the earth turning 360 degrees
A fine testament to humane expertise.




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