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Pollution

by @RyanHolden

As we struggle for air Waves crash black bones, Trees subjugate, Flocks congregate, Lost, like dog without bone, We wither away endlessly Without a say, but remain warm For arms of open joy, As we fear we might lose A place we once built, But remain blind Of her flawless beauty.
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Written by
RyanHolden
26 / M / Middlesbrough - England
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Written by
RyanHolden
26 / M / Middlesbrough - England
Published
May 6, 2017
Time
1m
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#pollution#animals
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