Blank Slate
a haiku about the end of the world
By Muchtar SuryawanPublished 3 years ago ā¢ 1 min read
Photo by Nick Fewings on Unsplash
Life comes to an end.
Barren, mountains still stand tall,
For the earth remains.
About the Creator
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