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Through the Looking-Glass
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Gaia's Balance

The infinite cycle,
of mother Earths brute,
With questions,
answered with enigma
And death becomes chaos,
shrouded in stigma
Winds wither,
in a collective confusion
Clouds perish,
saturated in illusion
Oceans swallow,
sailorless ships
And consciousness,
numbs into the abyss
A world inhabited,
yet survives in the void
When life,
does not mean life
When choice,
is destroyed.