"Destroying species is like tearing pages out of an unread book, written in a language humans hardly know how to read, about the place where they live."
Holmes Rolston III, professor of philosophy (b. 1932)
The moon uninvited came Smelling of daffodils, her lips sweet red wine Swaying her hips like a lover
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