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Things We Take For Granted


Look outside.

What do you see?

Have you ever realized how special every componet of this earth really is?

I bet you haven't. 

Is the grass a lovely spring green?

Or is it brownish like a decaying log?

Glance up at the sun, but don't stare at it like a fool if you wish to continue to have vision.

The sun is the core of your existence and all the life that's prospering around you whether it's a

playful poodle or something as simple as a leaf.

It provides warmth, comfort, and new beginnings every twenty-four hours of every day.

Without the sun, there wouldn't be any plants.

Without plants, there wouldn't be any oxygen.

Without oxygen, we wouldn't be able to breathe.

I think you know where I'm going with this.

If these few things suddenly banished, no one would last a single day.

Take in and enjoy every bit of nature while it's still on this earth.

As some say, "You don't know what you got until it's gone."

 

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