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An Overdue Awakening


Our Mother Earth, what an amazing joy she is to see, the beauty of Her nature and majesty and yet we lack in taking good care of thee. Giving us the hope of each new day we choose to love her not, but instead conspire a death plot leading the way to her horrible dismay. The soil, now turned unnatural and impure, has become infected with a disease that has no cure. The ocean, once clean, now overflowing with waste, we live in an environment that's drained; breathing in the air we've stained. Again we've substituted cleanliness for an air that's filled with smoke and death, only to kill ourselves from shortness of breath. An earth made to cherish and protect, not to pollute, take for granted, or neglect. Our Earth is dying, yet here we are living and thriving, is it fair that She is barely surviving? If we don't change our wasteful habits, Mother Nature will remain unchanged and life will perish in range. Finally the atmosphere will burst, thus all of us will be cursed - please do your best to help save Mother Nature Earth!
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amatos
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