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    I see the beautiful things that nature

    And mother earth brings. They both

    Created the most amazing things for

    The humans to cherish or I think so.

    We all experience many things on earth,

    The fights of the storms and such things that

    Make everyday alive. I can’t put my figure

    On it but I think see the struggles and crys that

    Mother earth and nature are calling.

    The humans is destroying everything that can

    Crumble. I am ashamed to be a human being. I

    Thought we would be a civilized people but when

    My eyes open, all I see monsters.

    I wonder what mother earth is thinking about.

    HOLY SHIT, AM I REALLY THINKING THAT EVERYTHING
    LIVE AND ARE ALIVE….WHAT THE……I THINK I GONE MAD.

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    Poetry is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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