| In this world there’s an unknown forest
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| Deep within parts not explored — yet.
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| A corner of earth that’s a mystery,
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| Though only to our human race.
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| A residence, of an ancient clan
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| That have lived here for generations, and have survived —
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| By remaining in this place of seclusive presidence.
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| A forest — an extensive population
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| Of lizards — various breeds
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| Most un-named, some with almost human features
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| Most half breeds.
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| Some you’ll find can even fly, their species is growing larger
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| All are born, within the trees, and their skin is rough like
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| Scaled… Bark…
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| They are born with just a mother, from a spawn taken from the tree
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| It is secreted on her skin, within days a child is within.
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| Only six weeks and the child is born — a male but no genitals
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| There are no need for these as all are fathered by the trees.
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| This is a race on a steady decrease, an unknown foe called 'humans'
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| Deadly pollution, drifting across, ocean to their land
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| Causing — drought, killing the trees
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| Taking their life source, causing distress, elders call council
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| Much discussion, form strategy
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| Then after much careful planning, decides
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| To send a troop of flying lizards, a-broad
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| Their mission is to discover
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| What it is that is destroying
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| Their fragile eco-system
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| And to try make things right.
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| We are a race from an ancient source
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| That have lived here for generations
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| And have destroyed- a multitude of things in Our time of residence, we must now face our destruction
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| By a division of lacertilians,
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| Their bodies are more resistant to our
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| Weapons (than) anything we can create.
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| We are now doomed to extinction
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| And, we surely deserve it.
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| Deluded arrogance, Mistreatment, of our worl
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| Will lead to certain death,
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| Please forgive — our human race. |