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Nature's Disposition

So they say he created Heaven and Earth But who nurtured it? Who saw it through winter And still lost the battle Who’s burdened with the decision Of life or death? To kill one’s child Is to lose one’s sanity Yet sane mother nature remains

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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