Them

AmyAngry

Years of wandering aimlessly, Or purposely through the moss Through the trees. Years of history Slowly dying Slowly dying because of us.

Because of us. Because of you. Because of me. Because of them.

Birds used to reign the skies; Now, these metallic vultures reign the airs. Orang-Outans used to roam freely amongst the trees, Manatees among the seas.

No more excuses Or ignorance: We need to act.

Amy

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Years of wandering ,
Or through the moss
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