Photo: Amitai Asif
There are eons of old
Set in stone
Pressed in rock.
Do you hear them
Or not
Do you know
What you’re told
Can you feel part of all
That had gone
And which may
Or may not
Come along
To live on?
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words, glorious words...
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I love fossils, and your poem.