What am I to see when I pass the horizon. The earth that once protected me, is crumbling apart. The human race of the rich and poor is in jeopardy. The poor knows only to reproduce and spout nitrogen. The rich, filled with greed, has meaningless flights. They are corrupting the earth. Everything results in heading to the wrong direction. The earth seen from the cosmos is no longer blue. Is there anything to solve this contradiction. A letter has already arrived from the wounded earth, suffering, in pain, breathless, sorrow, sadness...But the earth does not hate. The land, the sea, the air just groans. We humans who destroy the environment must change our minds. Annihilation. We will lose everything. But before that happens, let's cross the horizon. For a new shape of life.
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