Children of the earth

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If nature is a temple,

Birthing in its arms ample

Why do we ever trample

Everyone of her samples?

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If nature is our mother

Why can’t we come to love her

As we would no other

And not just let her wither?

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And if nature is our home

It is not only our own,

We must not let this grand dome

Become one upon we frown.

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