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Nature Now Reclaims
  Howling wind sings to the sky
  It’s echo slams back rejoicing
  The mountains escap ev’ry eye
  Clapping, it’s thunder voicing
  The lies that they speak
  And the hearts that weep
  Creating scars that run so deep
  Like a soul that never sleeps,
  Nature wants to break and keep
  The pieces of our flower beds
  Until we all lose our heads
  The waves will crash and they will bend
  Swirling us until we end
  Transforming this stricken race
  Into something without a brace
  A crippled species of broken dreams
  and our hope tearing at the seams
  The storms will destroy what we need
  but want and hunger have to feed
  And our doubts will fill with greed
  a torturous form that makes us bleed
  With fake smiles and iron cells
  No one now rings the bells
  The freedom cannot- will not stay
  with our knowledge so far away
  Mother, please; just leave us be
  But nature doesn’t beg and plead
  It’s too late now to fix our flaws
  Forever we rest without applause
  The time has come for us to go
  Through a blizzard of mud and snow

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