Hark ye remnants of Noah.. All through these ages has mankind darkened my beauty with destructions that deeply prickle.. That dizzily sickens.. Tirefully weakens.. I got tough, yes I mother nature got well thickened-in-the-mind.. Man's daily hustle.. His internal tussles.. My appeal for him to custodize my every toil and bustle.. And for him to enjoy this sweet law of Recycling..
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