.Guns,
Scent destroyers,
Chainsaw,
Timber...
And here I am
Destined north from here
To colder climes, where a few might stand
Beyond this ridge I go
In search for fertile land.
Soon you'll feel my pain
Because I am your future son
Man and earth as.
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