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EULOGY FOR NATURE
Lately, many people have expressed their sympathies about what had happened to you. The painful things that you had gone through, the way you had lived your years in this world with us. How I felt this regret that I have done nothing to save you and to admit that I’m also part of the reason why this happened to you.

Through the years, you’ve been crucial in my existence, thinking what would happen to me if you weren’t there providing my needs? I still remember the days where I play in the green plains, as fresh air rushing to my face as I ran, playing under the warmth of the sun and the sound of fresh flowing water of the river nearby. Your beautiful scenery that I didn’t value before, all of it were now gone. Forests that was full of trees and living creatures and islands were surrounded by blue seas, fertile mangroves and enchanting coral reefs. Those coral reefs were a world of color and beauty with fish of every shape and hue darting in and out around the delicate coral reefs, and now, what was left of it?

We often use the word progress to describe what had taken place over the past few years. But when we said that there is progress, we forgot to include you to this so called progress. We have stripped you bare and banished creatures, from the community of the living. Through our thoughtlessness and greed we have sinned
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You’re now gone and we are left in grief and regret. We are now facing the punishments of your death and the root, the blame of it was us not you, because of our selfishness and greed that led you to this. I am full of regret, I know from myself that I can make difference, a move to help in saving you but I didn’t care. Now things will be different now that you're gone, apologies will not bring you back but this is the least I could do. I admit that we couldn't cover up the wrong doings that we have done. This means goodbye, but not for long, until then, my friend,

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