Word on the Street

No one knew what lay under the shine of the stars.
A heart that started off small like mine and yours?
Or a bright object hypnotizing minds that never really wanted to shine?
Word on the street is tell nature she’s beautiful.
Would you spray paint “THINK OF NATURE: Keep it up, MY DEAR,” on the sides of buildings for me?
My billboards will read “LOVE NATURE: HUG MORE TREES.”
It was her best idea yet.
No one knew what lay under her motivation.
Maybe she wanted the snow cleared to scare away the yetis.

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