Every year in this hemisphere
our environment goes through drastic changes
World’s are built and destroyed over and over again
It’s natural and essential
This cycle, this rhythm
It echos through time and space
Inside of us and outside of us.
Isn’t that strange?
Always death, always birth
And the mess inbetween.

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