Don't wait for that day when you mourn the dying sun, sick amidst poisoned vapours and collapsing inside greyish toxic air........The Planet Earth is crying for help: why don't you hear it?
Don't be forever deprived of such a beautiful golden light embracing you before the sunset ...What gift the chill of pure morning air can be for your tired body, what balm the scented breeze of distant flowers for your spirit still plunged in mumbness.......
Don't lose these riches out of nonsensical stupidity to curse later what cannot be amended anymore....
Time is thicking and Mother Earth is weeping
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