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To my future children,

I hope a lot of things for you. There are many problems in this world, but that does not mean that you have any less of a right to be here. I currently live in an age full of hatred, violence, and with a dying planet. I hope that you do not have to face the same problems that I do on a daily basis. I hope that you are living in a world where having breathing problems is not associated with an early childhood death. I hope that you are healthy enough to live past adolescence and can be a part of creating some good in the world. At the end of the day I hope that you are happy and healthy. It is something that is taken for granted and something I hope you cherish. Our planet is dying and I hope that you have an opportunity to take in all of the beauty it has to offer.

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