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Dear Future, I am writing to you in the hope that I can save you from that which destroyed us. In the hope that we have risen from the ashes as a better people.
Fresh air My lungs gasp for fresh air, they are being starved. No oxygen to end my pain. Go search for the precious air. Why is there no oxygen. No oxygen because humans have been cutting down trees.
Go to sleep darling. Rest your sweet head. The plants are rotted. The greenery dead. Go to sleep darling. We made the mistakes. Polluted the seas. Drained all the lakes. Go to sleep darling.
It's not fair but they have to trade. Swapped then researched and betrayed. Blood, sweet and tears make up the days. Producing the goods so others can play. Grown food but nothing edible to eat.
“Here’s the deal. You’re something called a ‘human being.’ That’s a really smart kind of animal.
As we neared the house, I parted from my brothers, each heading toward our field, where the cows are kept, while I moved down toward the barnyard, horses in the round pen.