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For all the fallen,
and for those that will rise,
where only hope can be born again,
With the wealthy, there is a price,
true abundance lay deep in purer hearts,
there is no end, no tomorrow,
only a world full of sorrow and streets full of lies,
There may be a day when we must part,
but for now all we have is time,
the freedom between each breath,
while the stars spiral to their death,
seeding life born in emerging galaxies,
and contentment in eternal solitude.
by Carlita Shaw
Author of
The Silent Ecocide, a crisis of consciousness
Paperback
https://www.amazon.com/Silent-Ecocide-Environmental-Crisis-Consciousness/dp/1512365718
Kindle
https://www.amazon.com/Silent-Ecocide-Environmental-Crisis-Consciousness-ebook/dp/B00XK9AB2A
so amazing