It is usually said that I am pure, that I am free from blemishes, that I am full of love and luck, that I am suffused with divinity, that I am the source of the children’s laughter at times and that I am holy and auspicious. It makes me wonder how the people can feel so cold to me even though I remain harmless to them at all. The sun is becoming hotter and hotter day after day, month after month and year after year. Well, is there anybody, please, who can lend me a listening ear? I feel so hopeless, I have become helpless and I am going to lose my life by melting down and then raising the level of the marine water. How can these human beings be so ruthless and so unkind? I need help. I do desire to live. Is there anybody, anybody at all? I have provided lots and lots of fun to the children every time they come to me. Sometimes, I take a trip down my memory lane. That virtual expedition makes me feel a bit well. I can still recall the children making snowmen with me. They used to make balls with me and play together. Are there no such days? I want no global warming at all. All I need is a bit of innocence and love for everyone.
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