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There’s a Snapple on the general store roof.

There’s been one there for quite a while. About three years.

Must be nasty by now.

I remember when a phone wasn't important to me

When all I wanted to do was play outside in the grass

Watch as the clouds wisped by in the sky

The evergreens

The piney forests

The lakes and hills and mountains.

Today they're thriving

Well surviving

But what will it be like in 2050?

I see an image

Similar to today's.

Green everything

With the crashing tide,

And wisps of wind, 

Rain melts all there was. 

And all that will ever be. 

As water rises in the sea.