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Submitted to Contest #60
The brown earth underneath their boots was the embodiment of boredom. It was as though Mother Earth had run out of colour and could only paint the landscape in dull greys and browns. Green fields that had once stretched in every direction were no more than memories and the rivers were now polluted muddy trenches. As Norman walked, he tried to explain to his grandson what life had once been like. Of course, the boy knew the stories about how the world had ignored warnings about climate change and how towns and cities had been replaced by agr...
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