The thin membrane
softer than egg shell
more like a soap bubble
holding us in
and keeping the vacuum of space
from devouring us whole
mother of life
we kill you as you give
we steal more and more
not knowing the cost
not counting the risk
We see that you are getting gaunt
and a little frail
but none of us can keep you
heal you
prevent you from slipping away
into nothing
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