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Things were different back then;
We were primitive, hunters,

A new loop in the chain.

Humanity and nature were one;
A single unit. A mother and child.
Gradually pulled apart over time.

Rocks painted in images of fascination,
Of imagination, of wild unknown creatures.
A connection to our natural beliefs.

Ancient tunes sing out in celebration.
The tongues of old words hum in the air.
Voices of the past calling us to it.

Life was simple back then;
A tribal community living in harmony
With humans and beasts as friends.

Stories were told down the centuries;
Lost in the minds of our ancestors,

As technology overrides our instincts.

Lands that were once unknown to us,
Pristine since the dawn of time,

Now covered in dense concrete jungles.

Oceans, crystal blue and full of life,

Littered with the intelligence of our species.
A by-product of our own creation.

We were once part of Earth's rebirth;
The next lineage in evolution.

A new star in the night sky.

Back then was good, back then we were free.

It was a time where we didn't care who we were.
A time that is ticking fast away from our grasp.

So, let's unlock the door and step outside.
And breathe the air that we shared back then.
For the simple life we had is not far away.