When I Was Walking

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By Austin Hoehn

I am walking home from school and thinking to myself. how wonderful it is for the sunshine on my face the cool light breeze at my back. the birds singing and flying above me and people outside working around me, but then when I say to myself that's why I love this month January, It's January? the world is changing so fast and rapidly that we don't even barely think when it gets to be 60 degrees. it doesn't even faze us that this is a sure sign of trouble when... the sun is blazing and the earth is warming, the invisible shield fading, the population is growing the enviroment is forever showing trees getting sparse carbon monoxide getting harsh, but we just don't see it it is not visible with the eye nothing you can hear nothing that the five senses can come near.

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