Page 27 - Resurgemus
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Fresh air is returning.
Replacing a world where
Smoke had inhabited.
Mother earth is in her
Calmest and cosiest times,
In a world where she
Was being banished
Her wounds have been healed.
She has wrenched free from
The scars of forgotten yesterday
The spiked queen cant rule on forever,
Creating only dreadful memories
She has to fall someday.
Brightening up the world,
Realising our flaws,
Are we willing to
Be better humans now?
NAME : PAVITHRA NAIR
CLASS : 10 B
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