The Harvest WithinA Poem by Amduscia
Stress reduces Nature, in Time...
The spending of that, argues against benefits sublime... Created often, are these... Whilst the 'public parks' within, exact their fees... As managed as the cities within the Woodlands of Our Hearts... As well as the areas of smaller parts... Of the Habitats of such regions... Those which, without others, are originally Heathen's... The Species of Elements, and their significant contents... Share with Us, the Habitat of the Components, of all Moments... ...And, furthermore, structure the Natural change... Unto intensities, and frequencies, to derange... Infected, and affected, by Humans... The processes and Natural formations, of Our Kins... Fires forest themselves large, within Our Hearts... As the thinning of this Lack, continues in part... Foresting plagues upon the flooding of this problem... As they Northern their paths onwards, flagging proud their bright Emblem... Inward states, Northern many such particular increasing's... Stable in no way, is such foresting... In many areas, certain inward states, are United, however... To pasture and crop the Abandoned, forever... © 2014 Amduscia |
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Added on August 27, 2014 Last Updated on August 27, 2014 |