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If the human race perished from the face of this earth
we've forgotten how to cherish
Life would continue on
The mockingbird would still sing its song
Birds would flutter here and there gather materials to build its nest
Ants would scurry about gathering to build its nest
Ants would scurry about collecting food without a moments rest
(at the queens behest)
Trees would again dominate the skies
and winged creatures that fly
The grass would grow and grow without fear of anyone who mows
The land would be reclaimed
by things wild, not tamed
And the earth would forget the footprints on its back (long blow away) we took
And the many musings found in books
And life would go on