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The 4am need of smoke with clear cold sky and blanket. Kalahari desert of old. Hominini are wondering about water and grub. Butterflies are playing with flowers. Purple is moving forward with no regard. Now Humans are here - and the tank is almost empty. The sun burns hard through the smoke cleared. Clean is the sphere - but expected kindness was not to be. Clear of purple violet is the new fear. Time does not wait for compassion. Earth will rebell and take her children back.
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Jul 22, 2022
Jul 22, 2022 at 7:01 PM UTC
Earth Rebell
The 4am need of smoke with clear cold sky and blanket. Kalahari desert of old. Hominini are wondering about water and grub. Butterflies are playing with flowers. Purple is moving forward with no regard. Now Humans are here - and the tank is almost empty. The sun burns hard through the smoke cleared. Clean is the sphere - but expected kindness was not to be. Clear of purple violet is the new fear. Time does not wait for compassion. Earth will rebell and take her children back.
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Jul 22, 2022
Jul 22, 2022 at 7:01 PM UTC
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