She's a woman of every man's dream, a woman that holds everybody dreams, a woman who acts like a mother for all, a woman carrying every problem of her children in her shoulders, a woman that beyond that captivating smile sadness is hidden, a woman that we learn to be the desk we could lean up whenever there's a problem, a woman carrying every decision of man, a woman that every one trust whenever that world booms on their feet, a woman whose there to comfort every crying woman because of man, a child whose teardrops are falling because of wounds, a woman everybody called Mother Earth. She's a woman holding our every problem, whose there crying whenever there's a war between every nation that cause her every child fight for their own country. She was suffocated whenever were using chemicals, she's destroyed because of us but still, she's still caring cause she loves us- all of us. She can't even tell you 'you're damn' whenever you cursed her. She cannot even tell you she's hurt whenever you carelessly threw chemicals unto her. No reaction at all, no comment even thought, she's weak enough to fall on every problem but, she still stand strong for you- she's pretending to be strong for all of us. A debt of gratitude for her is the best way to pay all of our sins and problem we've caused her, all of the teardrops she silently weeping, all of the things she still accepted even she's ruined. We, her children, her tenant should thank her; without her nobody exist in this we thought we've owned forever, for this blessing she offered to us. Thanks Mother Earth!
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