"Harmony makes small things grow, lack of it makes great things decay." Sallut
DECAY
There was a great forest in Optimalville
Where people could hike, camp, and do as you please
It was an escape from the rat race and still
The rats found their way into our oasis of trees
They littered and lit fires, they consummated desires
And left the beauty in a state of decay
Our beautiful forest now part of an empire
Where peace and harmony are no longer in play
DroneFingers
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