Cease. Cede. Yield. Go,
Just go, all you
Lives, all at once,
Apocalypse,
But quietly,
A planet-wide
Walk-out, one sigh
And everything
Quits together—
Mars with fossils,
Mars with ruins,
Nothing hungry,
No one dying
Anymore. Cease
All this, desist.
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