Injustice becomes a boomerang.
Lost trust sinks to the ocean floor.
You sowed a seed, a garden; you sowed a seed, a ruin.
The results are unknown.
The earth and water are certain witnesses.
Regret comes too late; the boomerang finds its mark.
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"A river bends through a post-apocalyptic wasteland of charred trees and shattered structures. In the distance, fire consumes what remains of a fallen civilization beneath a sky heavy with smoke. An unforgiving portrait of cause meeting effect."
(Picture Generated with Grok by xAI)

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