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Rated: · Poetry · Environment · #1715860
An old poem. I know it's cheesy but I need to hear opinions about it before i edit.
She examined the traces of a leaf
fossilized on the solid asphalt soil.
As she touched the embossed print,
she theorized what grows before
the tall industrialized rectangular trees.

With the sun assisting
She scanned her surroundings.
She then wondered what swarms before
those vigorous aluminum vehicles
lining on the road like huge versions of ants.

In this forest of metals and steels
her hunting begins
of the infamous myth-
The Garden of Eden.

She searched with science,
measured with mathematics,
to rediscover the lost paradise,
or at least formulate hypothesis
to her queries.

But as the truthful sunlight reveals,
all she found
were relics and dust
of the once prestigious refuge,
floating in the atmosphere.
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