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Safe My Home Earth Don'T Be So Feel With Pride and Blinded By Temporary Luxury- Christen Kuikoua

Dear future I am Sorry Sorry we used nature as a credit card with no spending limits over drafting animals to extinction stealing your chance to ever see their uniqueness or become friends with them, Sorry we poison the ocean so much that you can't even swim in them, But most of all sorry for we lie to our mindset and we had the nerves to cause all this destruction in the name of Progress but the thing about the truth is it can be denied but not Avoid I am so sorry my dear Future generations, in the name of progress, I am sorry that our footprint became a sinkhole and not a garden I am sorry for we made up excuses to build high tech homes instead of planting more trees But At last, This Future I don't accept it, because and error doesn't become a mistake until you refuse to correct it So people hear my cry Hear Mother natures tears I am no activist, no politician, no farmer But am the sun of earth and mother earth is telling me like the wise man when the rivers are all dried up and the trees have been all cut down Man Will then realize he will not be able to eat money But I want to believe it not too late So Do I have all believers or are all of you guys already transform by the partial good, If not is not to late too make it right It not too late to make it right

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