What's with a Human Mind

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I love that trees are evergreen

And every bird on every scene is chirping it's own song

I love that skies are azure blue

And they reflect an opt full hue let oceans be oblique

I love that sun has rays of silk

And flowers hold their pleasant ink that writes dew on their leaves

I love that air is into breeze

And mostly holds if it would cease a windy blitz from dawn

I love that dusk sprinkles the stars

And keeps them amidst its arms to write a story in each

I love that sand is tangerine

And every crystal has a beam unique as of it's own

I love that mornings are of hope

And nights are of reminding thought to bear consistent vibes

But all that I resent is that

A human holds his threat in hand

All throbbing nature infuriates

What's ought to be set calm

We blame all but our kind

What's with a human mind?

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