written: unfinished/date unknown
Rhonda B Cohen | 1953 | Canadian
We might just see another seed bloom.
We might just see another egg hatch.
We might just see another life start,
And, we also might see a world of
no tomorrow -- ours.
Another seed never blooms.
Another egg never hatched.
Another life never started.
Another world was --
A world of no tomorrow.
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