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“The first step in solving a problem is awareness. The second step is getting to the root of the problem, not just treating the symptoms. In our modern society we are obsessed with treating symptoms of bullying that have been going on for thousands of years. Will we ever go back? Will we ever realize that to live and let live doesn't just apply to humans? Will we ever stop bullying nature, other species, and ourselves? I doubt it, but now that you're aware of what we've done, what we are doing, and what our true nature is, what will you do?; because the third step in solving a problem is action.”

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