Breed Viator
Eco-anxiety over the big cats,
I am in fear of an empty space.
Sitting on top of the food chain
in their absence balance is off.
Every day they slowly decline,
eco-anxiety over the big cats.
Panic is no longer dwindling,
increasing as numbers shrink.
The racing pulse of a lush forest
every creature is a part of it.
Eco-anxiety over the big cats,
may that roar never go silent.
Calm in the presence of hunters,
they keep everything in check.
That full shade of quiet breeds
eco-anxiety over the big cats.
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