Come and Hear You Little Ones

come and hear
you little ones

how things were
when I was young

solid ice
that never melts

trees as old
as time itself

vibrant reefs
full of life

forest floors
as dark as night

animals, everywhere
insects flying in the air

come listen of the world that was
and what civilization does
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