Mother Nature

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Her venomous green eyes intoxicating

Luring me in a timeless loop

Her touch revelating of the unknown

Opening my eyes to truths unsettling

Her gaze polluted by those she loves

Her creation expiring from trash undone

What is she to do

In an ignorant world filled with humans uncaring

Her potent emerald aura fading with every breath

A toxic world unworthy of her compassion

Her dominion failing with every death

Her grasp shows me these truths, yet what am I to do with this power, for a species undeserving

Her grasp loosens, but I refuse to let go

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