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In the responsibility granted man 
as fickle as he is foul 
wheeling and dealing with mother earth 
he'll take all that he's allowed 

Raping the land of every grain of sand 
and nutrition to serve his purpose 
she stands in hope that one day he may know 
that none of it was worth it 

But when you are the disease 
who can you turn to for the cure 
remember please wise words such as these 
nature never did betray the heart that loved her




A quote from William Woodsworth I added to.
The last and most beautiful line is his.

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