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Is it too late to apologize?

Climate change at the moment is like a giant snow ball rolling down a never ending hill that has become so big, it’s unstoppable. Does it still snow during the winter? I really hope that in 30 years we’ve manage to, at the very least, slow the rate of our changing climate.

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