the students to their inferior
thought
"what death, but
what is life to these creatures anyway?"
and those said
"what life, but
there is no life again with humans

run and run and try and try
but,
a human's name is nothing in the end,
their legacy stays in the ground
but we can be sprouted,
we can watch our great,
great great great grandchildren grow old
and then our name is known."

this is the end

largo;
a masterful delicacy
it steps gayly, drunken with
being someone's guardian
a prologue to the prequel
you may put the book down
after the last page

you know there is more,
more
after this

08/05/2006

Author's Note: This train of thought came from Orson Scott Card

Posted on 08/06/2006
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