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  • Writer: and the moon speaks again
    and the moon speaks again
  • Jun 6, 2021
  • 1 min read

Our world is on fire

and although they care

it becomes a competition of show not impact


just like everything else

but how

can we save her

when we are too busy competing,


too lost in our own worlds

to save the one we share-


we must focus

on the globe

who spins,


we are forever indebted to our mother

who cares for us as we subject her

to a fate of pain

and suffering.







 
 
 

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