the mines don't pay but they dig
anyway leave minor devastation
a deep hole some concrete ruins
while the waterfall pours down
accelleration visible the forest
grows ferns many greens glow
El Niño accounts for part of this
cold wet spring I don't mind but
global confusion looming large
a picnic a terrible play we have
a good time lucky stars benign
chance put us here unharmed
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