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My atonement
Ascending trees' growth
Outposts in each crease
Barking for a basis
Basic ingestion surreptitious
Insidious demands I make
Opaque destiny shrouded
Crowded redress distresses
My penance
Professes profane growth
Outcrops on each limb
Leaving our roots impeded
Ceded conclusions drawing
Gnawing lubricant crusted
Disgusted unclean
Saline oiled bearing
Wearing bitter sobs
I can not take it back
I'm sorry, Earth.
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