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Our Mother

Spinning this azure coloured ball into the black velvet cosmos rotating around the celestial star of the sun she is warmed and comforted held in the fond embrace of the heavens that be Gaia lives and breaths her lungs spurt for in forms of stately trees that grace the landscape in form devine as rivers flow one rock over another until a serene pool is garnered at the end of the journey Behold Earth! Our magnificent mother who is always loving and nurturing and is there for us whenever we quake by the fright of our own shadows we citizens are truly blessed and truly need to love our mother back as much as she loves us.

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