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Dear future generations,

I am sorry for all the climate change and the weather with the sun and all the pola bears are suffring and all the fish are dying because everyone is chucking plastic in the ocen. and everyone is spraing this bee killer so the beez dye and we need beez because they give us food like hunny  The rainforest is buring and it has been destroyed.

I’m sorry i’ll try and resycle everything and stop using the car and start walking and start thinking about all the eletric i,m using and start telling everyone to do the same.

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