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The fall is being chased by the restless earth
Longing for self-destruct
Melting peat in soil melting contest
Bind the selected space guard
Carbon in the seepage of the earth

Mother Earth sincerely caressed him to death
His life for the carbon ascetics
To remain silent until the time comes
As the faithful lava flow in silence said
Until the time is over

Though litter embraces carbon
Lovebirds carve Indonesian forest dates
Grow all the roots to pierce
Grow a glorious tree
The sled fauna rejoices eternally
Until the virtual green flora

The greed of evil has arrived
Grind humus carbon hermit
Separate trash with iron claws
Stab until the last deep contest

Scattered swarms of carbon
Scattered with burning trash
Soaring high heats space
Forced to gather in the greenhouse
Until the threshold is hard

The heat wakes up the white hermit
The frozen one dwells at the poles of Mother Earth
Like the hell torn apart by the coldness of heaven
Melting white hermit stretches across the oceans
No need for a full moon anymore for the high seas

Where else can we knit peat?
Where else is the hornbill humming?
Where else can you make friends
Where else does the tree title point
Where else do the ants follow

Mother Earth's green carpet is uprooted
Moaning longing for the faithful
Only fog answers
Silencing forest telepathy
There is no distance between shattering and melting
Barbarism overturns manners
Unlicensed emission

Neat! Archaic anarchist party
Caress that are no longer effective
Rahara with money wins the ring
Like heaven that covers the candala
Persuade to crouch
Worship the forest eater

Neat! Rain is not fresh anymore
Slicing squat bones
Acid until the roots are sour
No more customizable blankets
What's missing are empty tones
Who leaves raindrops
Quietly bid farewell to the roar of the chainsaw

Net zero emissions?
On tons of carbon footprint
Return carbon fiber to earth's peat
Persuade again longing to fall to earth
The litter that used to be drifting slowly
Perched gently on the love of the earth
Accompany the carbon ascetic who doesn't keep his promise
I'm here


Wana Gosong, 24.10.2021
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