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Earth Is Sleeping

Earth is sleeping. It is dreaming in silent technicolour peaceful and alone, calm and gentle without the tragic crush of mankind and its usual stampede. Nature noticed it slowly - having time to stretch, to breathe, to open its eyes wide and bright and luscious away from smoke steam and smog. The sky is blue, clear. Rivers are lapping, gently. Birds fly above in chorus. The moon can be seen waving twinkling and white. Earth is resting its patchwork body, its tissue of grass and pores made from the exhales of trees. Its legs are growing hairy, left wild and unshaven. This time of solitude and watery reflection is repairing habitats and watering oceans - replenishing nature, whilst strengthening us.

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