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Mechanizing Earth

Fauna and flaura, they cover this land Vivid and full are the colors at hand Lush it is, the world that we know The living earth's crystal glow Something this small Still striking us all first there's a tick Thereafter a click A tree starts to fall The mechanical scrawl In haste structures grow Over grounds, that we know Dark and dull are the colors at hand Big metal structures, they cover the land

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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