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Man
Busy in feeding yourself
You forget your transcience here,
Too soon have lost sight
What you came with to earth
And what you will carry from here.
You came in all alone and all alone
You shall to your destination repair.
Collecting stones you build a house
And call it your home, aware
This perishable dust mansion
Is the evidence of the eternal.
poem
by
Yoonoos Peerbocus
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