She

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She is why they exist
Without her there would be no them
She is the sole reason they're alive
And yet they abuse her

They take all she has
And give her nothing back
She hasn't run out yet
But she will

And when she does
So will they
They are slowly killing her
And in turn themselves

They must learn to respect her
Or one day she will be unable to support them
They will wipe themselves out
And ruin her in the process

She is Earth
And they are Man

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