How foolish of man to believe their injustice to the world would go unpaid.
Foolish of them to scorn nature's bounty for their so-called "civilized society. "
This land now bare of man with only ruins of their society left in their wake.
The beast we once hunted or imprisoned now rule man's once foolish paradise.
Plants now free to roam and grow in man's ruins reclaiming land long taken from them.
Soon nature will once again purge itself of man's mistakes, washing away man's final sense of existence.
Could this truly await man if they continue down their disastrous path?
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