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I Cried

for all the dying butterflies

for all the leopards gone

for all the tusks of elephants

for all the lost bird songs

for all the frogs and salamanders

for all the fish and fowl

for all the deeds that man has done

and the shame I carry now

I sat within the center of the clear-cut

and cried.


                                                       mankind, 
                                                       maybe the first 
                                                       oxymoron?

angstcryheartbreaklostsadfree verse

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