Glowing Green
Breathe in. Your crown of precious hues Glimmers in the setting sun; A steadfast declaration that Your appearance will not be Ordained by the passing
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A Broken Sink
As climates change and rainfalls slow, Our trees adapt the way they grow; For every water-seeking root, The greenery becomes dilute. A forest we no
A Twisted Knot
Ornate and prized as something grand, We didn’t know what you had planned; The warning signs we did not heed, You suffocate us with your