Shall I hurry?

Eat the crackers and pick up the crumbs
Never mind the absence of oysters
The atmosphere is warming up fast
Where will you go, she ask
I want to say I mean to ask you.
What is left is the last prediction
The sea will rise and swallow the mountain
We will climb higher and higher
And we may not reach heaven.


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