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To whoever survives to read this,

I’m sorry we failed you, that we started too late to make meaningful change, that we weren’t angry enough to take ourselves out of our insular cocoons and realize we were killing your future.

I’m sorry we let so many species die so we could make our lives easier by driving everywhere, even if walking was an option.

I’m sorry. Don’t forgive us, we knew what we were doing. Just not enough of us cared enough to change our lives substantially, to take this threat seriously, to try and preserve the one world we had.

 

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