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Dec 2018
The first creature to crawl
From the ocean sea
Was me

Longing for the earths crust
The law of gravity
The burst of flames
From the sun
To be tamed by wild woods
To run,
Through the grass like a fool
In my own reality

More came
Like me
They wanted life beyond
The shame
Of the cold-hearted waves

Beyond the edge
We gathered
Well fed and starry eyed
Under the pretense
A lie,
That our past
Made perfect sense

Mammals and hard stones
Gritty bits gathered
Between toes
Together we pushed

Creeping towards war
We fought
It was life and it was hard
Without intelligence thoughts
We died,
But what comes after
The end
Just a little poem about creations and endings.
Tamara Walker
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Tamara Walker  30/F/Florida
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