When forests fall, silence spreads. Each tree lost takes a home, a nest, a shelter with it. Foxes, owls, and countless small lives are pushed closer to us not by choice, but by survival. Lets protect whats left, and restore whats gone. The wild still remembers how to heal it just needs space to breathe.

When forests fall, silence spreads.
Each tree lost takes a home, a nest, a shelter with it.

Foxes, owls, and countless small lives are pushed closer to us not by choice, but by survival.

Lets protect whats left, and restore whats gone. The wild still remembers how to heal it just needs space to breathe.

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