Lost beauty of nature thrown away.
A seed buried into the deep soil to grow and become the most prettiest.
The sky is born dark with a hint a midnight blue only to wake up bright and full of light.
A single drop of water creates a mass never ending ocean that gives us life.
A child that is born to become greater than one's self.
The flower is picked then sold in the grocery store soon to die in a vase that has no water then be thrown away for only because it isn't pretty anymore.
The sky is awake and full of color but you can't see it for only it seems to look grey and foggy because it is being choked by the smog from your car.
The beautiful blue ocean that holds living creatures of all shapes and sizes, becoming a graveyard for the death of creatures, for which is only because they had throw away the things they don't want anymore.
The child grows to only be told that she can't save the planet, because "The world is what it is and will never change,"They said to her.
But that is not how the world works.
The child grows into adulthood for which she did something.
She changed the world and it's way for only to save it.
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