Earth, unheard.


Frolicking blue waves;
and the lush green cover,
the Earth reminisces
"good days they were!"

As the footsteps rise,
the paws recede
the Earth sighs
but not of relief.

The Earth suffers
as humans glee

The end,
But not how it was meant to be.

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