Death+has+no+return+policies

By Emily Yao

Wherever we go, destruction follows. forests are cut down, to make room for roads. selfish to do this, to kill the swallows. killing all life, making bombs explode. ashamed we are not, conceded we are. foolishly believing ourselves higher yet are still unable to reach the stars. too many care too little of the fire. but there are a few who do truly care. and so there will always be hope for us, hope to finally purify the air. some may question, what is with all this fuss? because Death has no return policies. who's gonna pay for the commodities?

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