Jules: This poem disappears.
Andrei: Isn't that what happens to all products made by man?
ELijah: Maybe it's a blessing.
Soo: Does anyding human haf perennial value?
Philyra: Too many chemicals we use today don't disappear quickly enough – instead of breaking down, they hang around, creating countless problems. Thanks to our short-sightedness, mutations will become all the more common.
Andrei: Yep. Our civilization needs a giant enema . . . we have mucked zhings up pretty well, eh?
Ellesha: Don't worry – Nature shall have the final word.

Priceless

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the most precious gifts
have no price
but are worth preserving -
they remind us
we're alive.

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