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Mother Earth

Feel wet with dew and dirt under my nails. I am reminded of childhood wanting to fit in but only digging for treasure.

The Eden I create in my mind, the roots to my family are seeded in my soul forever.

I will never forgive Mother Earth for washing away my castle with her tears. But I will always cry for her when she is in pain.


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