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the girl who silenced the UN for five minutes

When the air quality is not quality air, will not the quality of life be a life of without quality? Will we ever learn, will we be no more?

In the attic o' life's mind resides the art we want to find, yet the curse of mediocrity often leaves us stricken, depressed, boxed in city.

The land is cultivated into a garden, a sustaining zoetic space, yet if the land is continuously paved, no zoetic garden will survive for us

without music our lives are soulless, without nourishment our bones yearn, without architecture our spirits are deprived elevation. |:-)

Here is our abode, we listen to Mother Nature's spring song, to lose this harmonious melody is an earth empty with void gong. Save the song.

What is the future you have planned for your great-grandchildren today? Truth be known, it is worrisome w/ apathy & greed abounding on Gaia