Our Poisoned Oceans

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Staring at the sky light, that lights up my world.

Crawling down the water pipes, clogged with weed and waste.

 Smelling all the fish, crabs and chemicals.

Breathing in all the gas, oxygen and death.

Touching all the decaying coral.

Hearing the poisoned cries of others.

Wishing everything was better.

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