The world is so perfect,
Every things fits into place,
So why must we destory,
our amazing race.
We destory the rainforests,
bulldoze the tress,
killing every creature,
whenever we please.
We should know better,
we cannot last,
if we keep doing this things,
we'll be gone fast.
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EXACTLY RIGHT, WE SHOULD BE MORE AWARE OF THE EARTH AND WHAT IT GIVES US, INCLUDING OURSELVES