Nature is still handled with chainsaw, slash and burn tactic.
The soil is naked, burned and red;
The trees all gone,
Hacked down and dead.
No shadows, only bleaching sun;
The creatures too their course has run.
Milky blossoms are no more,
Caressing the air with balmy scents
A deadly quiet world expands. © Titania
©Ts
Ad finem; To the end;
The soil is naked, burned and red;
The trees all gone,
Hacked down and dead.
No shadows, only bleaching sun;
The creatures too their course has run.
Milky blossoms are no more,
Caressing the air with balmy scents
A deadly quiet world expands. © Titania
©Ts
Ad finem; To the end;
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