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Gaie
By Anonymous
The first contact has confirmed my worst fears. The
My arms gone, my roots disconnected. What have i done to deserve this? All my life, I have been providing for the needs of Mother Gaie. Food, air and home for the
The physical abuse continues, my body will be totally wrecked in no time. There is no more grief, no more pain... fear turns to hate, and hate...implies vengence.
Weeks have past, with me plotting my vengence. Little did i expect, it could have been so easy. The ultimate torment, in the fire. I would take back all that i have given and offer something else in place. Carbon Monoxide!! YEESS!!! In no time the temperature of Mother Gaie would rise beyond reasons. Seas will rise, weather would fluctuate. The
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