The End

The Final Poem

By Natassia LawrencePublished 4 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Ahmer Kalam on Unsplash

The end of the world

Smog swirls outside my window

Flames fall from above

Haiku

About the Creator

Natassia Lawrence

Mother to two future world changers. Lover of food, books and all things beautiful. Professional career coach, full-time kisser of booboos, casual short story writer. Taking you on a journey to uncover the world inside my head.

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