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xx ty a chaffinch

Keebler has watered the Loveflower - thank you!

  𝓢𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓴𝓵𝓮𝓼 ❤️ 

Raindrops

FM ty x

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☆。Goodnight Sprinkles
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Sprinkles

Where does it stop — the iniquitous plunder
The murder of thousands and more
And where do the rights of the unaware go
When ruination is at their door?
All for the hopes and the dreams of the despoilers
Of the land that the innocents flee
And one by one, the blameless surrender
To the usurpation of the greedy blaspheme
Oh, where does it stop — the iniquitous plunder
Its man’s own destruction, you see
For when he tears down the land, and kills all creation
He, too then, will have nowhere to flee
His pollution, his plunder, her perfidiously performs
His destiny, like those gone before
Will soon tumble ’round him – extinction abound him
And ruination will be at HIS door
Stay warm and safe. God bless. xx