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Apr 2018
The highway long since reclaimed,
in the years after man,
we never leave a permanent. mark,
though we think we can.

Asphalt returns to dirt,
glass returns to sand,
eventually even steel oxidzes,
returning iron to the land.

iIn the years after man,
much healing will endure,
despite. our thoughts contrary,
humans were but a virus to be cured.

In the blink of an eye,
the earth returns to it's original. state,
another species comes along,
to draw on a blank slate.
The Fire Burns
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The Fire Burns  M/Artesia, NM
(M/Artesia, NM)   
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