Blue Insights
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Blue Insights

Earth

A Poem

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While thousands of seeds,
Sprout from my womb,
Every day while thousands,
Other are reduced to nothing.

I see pain and pleasure,
In equal amounts every day,
The pain of losing my children,
The pleasure of giving birth to new ones.

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