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That's it. Now there is nothing left. No life. No air. No water. No fire. Nothing. Just this wilted, dried out flower. This is all the humans left behind. They were stupid and fought untill they relized what they were doing, but by then it was too late. It was too late to restore what had been compleatly destroyed. Now all that is left is us. We are the lost dreams and hopes that were never forgotten. We are the stories that were never finished. Soon we too will disapear. With no one to dream, hope, or wish how can we be? With no one to tell the story there can only be nothing. Nothing at all.......