Beginning
She looked at the earth, thoughtfully, and felt sorry for
her.
“Mother,” that’s what she called the earth, having never seen
her own mother, “it seems you are greying faster than me. But you will never
ever stop us from exploiting you. Why?”
She thought of the day ahead. She wanted it to end, the
endless struggle. But could she stop her silly sons from exploiting her.
No, she thought, for she was just like her mother, the
earth.
“If I am like her then why should I regret? A mother never
regrets.”
She smiled and thus began her day.
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