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Dear future children,

I am so sorry about the earth at the moment.

I promise I will make sure you have a good future and you wont have to worry about climate change. You shouldn’t have to worry that you won’t have a perfect earth.

I hope you don’t have too protest so that you can have a healthy earth, I hope that you don’t have to write essays about your opinion on climate change.

You shouldn’t have to worry that you won’t have a perfect earth.

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