Species

They're everywhere

They're tall

They're short

They're natural

Each and everyone of them are unique

Each and every one of them aren't equal

They all have their own scent 

And they all have their own appearance

They're miracles

One after the other, they come along

They're a grace of joy

Carefree

And untouched

They stroll along in wildlife

Where tranquility is placed

And colours are spread

As if they're free

As if they haven't got a care in the world

They are spread, living in mazes

Green grass

Rough netals

Nature spreading across the world

Causing more and to be let out

They gaze as if you're different

When really, it's them who are the odd ones out

Species they're called

And that's how they live

By 

Manhaaza Ashfaq

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