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Mother Earth
A lament about our Earth's condition |
| Mother Earth is ailing. She's surely soon to die. Her oceans; they are suffering, even her bright blue sky. This poisonous infection long ago took hold. It’s breeding rate is rampant, and it cannot be controlled. No denying or delaying now, it’s time for all to see. Her sickness goes by many names, just like you and me. |