Mother Nature?
Mother nature. Such a warm, homely phrase. As if we sucked gently at the bosom of hurricanes, whilst rocking on an earthquake-propelled chair next to the warmth of a forest-fireplace. Oh how we romantically think back to those days when we worshiped the rain out of fear that it wouldn't fall and paid tribute to the sea lest it burst its ba…
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