Humankind's mark upon the world is like the cicatrix carved into a tree trunk. A beautiful statement of our persistence in love that doesn't take into account the host's ability to sustain and recover, yet assumes it will. Rare it is that man can improve upon the uniqueness; vivid, tepid, bleak, glorious nature of the world we live in. To vistas ultimately unchanged in millions of years to fleeting act of tumultuous weather, the Earth is my palette.     

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