With eyes to rise above the fray.
Advocates gifted with mystic vision.
View a healing,
Of a World erupting into disarray.
Eliminating.
A venomous poison.
Climatic it is.
And viciously displayed.
Removing to replace,
A fading of phase...
Transitioning.
Evolving.
As if...
Blooming to discard,
The witnessing of a wounded cocoon.
Fighting to keep the blooming encased.
Yet...
Left powerless.
Angered and upset.
Are some inhabitants,
Regretting.
Being exposed upclose to the effects.
Doing all they can to reject it.
But...
With all they've got.
Can not!
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