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
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