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"An act of kindness can cause a ripple of healing." -unknown. Think of how much mother earth gives you, from the land you are standing on, to the water that gives you life, to the very air that you breathe. Think of how generous she is to every living thing that walks, crawl, swim and flies. Think of how much she has given from the beginning of time. Now think of how much YOU had given back. Was it good? Is it something you can be proud of. Is it as nurturing as she is or is it as vicious as she can be? ____________________________________ Hi! So this story is my take on National Geographic's #PlanetorPlastic writing contest. One chapter only and will not continue as the contest requires 500 words only. Anyway I hope I can reach out and touch someone's life with the message of the story. 💙💚💛🧡💜💙
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