My hope is for all who live in your time to still know the joy of swimming in the ocean, walking through the woods, and hiking in the mountains.

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Dear Future

The date is November 5, 2017. The way things are right now, have me worried for the year to come. Our government officials refuse to see how our civilization is slowly killing our planet, and refuse to take action to stop it. Our air is becoming more polluted day by day and our oceans seem to be more plastic than water. These things although terrifying are not the end. I believe that we can still turn things around. I hope for those living in the future coal and oil burning is a thing only read about in books, and new forms or energy production like solar and wind, maybe even something us in 2017 can’t even imagine are what fuel your civilization. As someone living in such a time of uncertainty I can only hope the rest of my generation and those after mine can take control and lead our world into the better future that you may be living in now. I will do my part and help others do theirs, I hope it is enough.

My hope is for all who live in your time to still know the joy of swimming in the ocean, walking through the woods, and hiking in the mountains.

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