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Windmills chugging away in isolation under conditions windswept and bleak
Pummeled by gusts of zephyrs, the propellers whine to reach the peak
Meanwhile the greedy barons continue punching holes in the layer of ozone
No provocative measure would reign them in, till they make Earth a Hell zone
Holler, break, build, make a pact or break a vow
Climate needs you NOW!
(Word Count: 62)