By Adam Lynch
It was the season of fall in a small park by an expanding lake. It was a place of stillness and beauty, one where an old man named John always visited to cleanse his daily stresses.
Today however, the shading of the greeneries was darker than ever before, light fading every passing second as the leaves became released from their ties.
The thriving greens that were once so beautiful and healthy have now become old, weak and have lost their energy…
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