I hate being human

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My dad used to tell me I belong in the 70's
He'd call me a tree hugger
The way I'd go on about my hatred for cutting down trees
Littering even
But I can't resist the urge
Picking flowers
simply because I think they're pretty
Picking the bark off trees out of pure curiosity
Am I really practicing what I preach?
Or am I just human
Listening to my human instincts
doing what we naturally do
Naturally destroying things
Intentionally ruining what is natural
Or am I just human
Picking flowers to preserve their beautiful
Being instinctively curious
Picking, peeling, digging
Am I sinful or inquisitive?
Am I corrupt or
simply doing what humans do?

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