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Miracle

Miracle

This planet we inhabit is a glorious design.

It must be preserved for the whole of time !

From ocean to peak the wonder is obvious.

None can ever dispute what is given to us !

Looking into space we see its significance,

Realizing there's nothing like it in existence !

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A marvel sustaining life unique and precious,

Doing damage to it is absolutely pointless ! 

It is more sacred than anything in creation !

Let's not risk what's for the next generation.

Mankind must not harm a home so beautiful !

This pure miracle is here for the benefit of all.

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sparrowsong

Hello Richard...

How do we preserve it?

I mean it doesn't seem that many care anymore...

I wonder where did everybody go?

We can't keep taking without giving something good back in return...

Great write! 

Great message! 

Hugs...

:)

sparrowsong 

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Richard Waters

This home of ours must be maintained and preserved in a proper state for generations to come.

I know what the environment means to you from your poems. Here's hoping mankind finds a way to keep this planet in a fit condition or consequences will emerge which it cannot deal with.

Love and hugs !  :)

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