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Old Rocks

Old Rocks The rocks of the mountain Are millions of years old And have seen so many things Like great upheavals And fossils laid down Uplifted from the ocean bed Three miles high Along with minerals and wealth Adding to economic growth Natural recourses in danger Human greed burning bright What existed for millions Now reduced in decades Some are out of reach For now till tech improves Mountains will crumble Quarries devouring hills Old rocks petering out
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122 / Two-Spirit / earth
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122 / Two-Spirit / earth
Published
Mar 23, 2019
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#nature#rocks#mountain
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