The Curse of Humanity

Under this big blue sky
with the sun shimmering down
on the clear flowing water
of the ever lasting rivers
sprouting from the chasm
of colossal mountains
I sit at the edge of imagination
dangling my feet
by the great oak tree
And I see, and I think, and I feel,
the world is beautiful
without the curse of humanity.

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