The planet, saved for another day, stokes upits slow-burning gases and toxic dust, gold rift and scarletgash that take our breath away; a world at its interminableshow of holy dying. And we go with it, the oldgatherer and hunter. To its gaudy-day, though the contributionis small, adding our handsel of warm clay. David Malouf
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To the world, we are small people. We contribute little to the world, but we do our part every day. We live in this world and work to make it better. The planet will continue to turn, no matter how much we try to stop it.

But there is one thing that we can do for this world. We can add our own contribution to the carbon-based clay that will one day form the earth's atmosphere, soil, and oceans.

Source: Earth Hour

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