Degradation of Environment
He sat on a wooden chair
In front of him was a wooden table
On it was placed some paper
a bottle of packaged drinking water
Some disposable glasses
He had invited people attend his lecture on degradation of environment
So many people talking about it
No one doing anything...
And I am not ashamed to admit
I am one of them.
Worst part is I am criticising him.
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