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The power to purify


Gloomy spaces within the dark,

A dark whom becomes dominant over light as time passes by,

Darkening the nutrient of life.

 

Mockin the beauty of Mother Nature,

Destroying Poseidon's seas,

Angering the god of justice,

As much as me...

 

Environmentalist, I may seem,

Imagining the world as clean as it can be, would be my dream.

 

The power that would be given to me, would be the power to PURIFY,

Cleanse all the wounds Mother Nature has received,

Heal the abuse suffered by the seas.

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