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Let my leaves unfurl Let me blossom in your light A thousand years from now The world will bathe in my shadow Taking solace from the ever growing heat That falls in rays Trapped within our land By a thick, dense cloud of smog The only calls are those of the extremophiles Birds, fish, whatever they may be All living on the edge of extinction All adapting to the ever growing forest of fern But not the green, luscious fern that grows today A yellowed Blackened Dry Fern A plant that can no longer take the perilous heat A plant that will no longer grow A plant that might Ignite Death is already here for the plant And is just around the corner from us…
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Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 8:42 AM UTC
The blackened landscape
Let my leaves unfurl Let me blossom in your light A thousand years from now The world will bathe in my shadow Taking solace from the ever growing heat That falls in rays Trapped within our land By a thick, dense cloud of smog The only calls are those of the extremophiles Birds, fish, whatever they may be All living on the edge of extinction All adapting to the ever growing forest of fern But not the green, luscious fern that grows today A yellowed Blackened Dry Fern A plant that can no longer take the perilous heat A plant that will no longer grow A plant that might Ignite Death is already here for the plant And is just around the corner from us…
I'm not an environmentalist but I do care for our future...
#life#pain#death#earth#animals#plants#blackened
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barnaby-harrison
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 8:42 AM UTC
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