The Untouched World

"The expanse of the sky 

The shine of the stars

When the sleeping world lies

The golden silence is ours

The great big sea

With hidden graves

The oceans deep

With countless waves

The mountins tops

Strong and cold

Sour so high up

Their presense be told

The waterfalls

So swift and quick

The bird's sing their call's

With stones the water hits 

The wolf packs prowl

Silent and free

The prey hunters vow

You must hunt to eat

This poem is about: 
Our world

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