There is a light that glows from the inside, wetting the soul with her warmth
And from afar the flares burn like sulphur but close to it, it is only very soft
Call it whatever you like, it travels in everyone and advocates for the Earth
It reminds us all of how dangerous our activities destroy the Earth’s light
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