Her lungs are shrinking every day,
Her skin is depleting too much to say,
Her Blood is dirty and her veins are shallow,
But her heart still beats way down below,
She Tries to show how much she hurts,
But no one seems to have the hearts,
For she fears that one day she'll die,
And with her we shall all bid goodbye,
For as you know mother knows best,
And that is why she tries her best,
To keep her self and all in her,
In perfect balance so we'll be better
So spare some time and lend a hand,
For it is time to save the land,
Because when she cries we have to listen,
As she say, "Save me my children,
Save me my Children."
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