The monuments in my mind

Drenched the dens of dead animals

To take the towels of tundras and trees,

Forever feeded our ongoing fees

No going back, nonsense met novelty

Cars kept crying out craters

Shame how all that was saved are called nature reserves

Existing for eternity, we have to stay evergreen.



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