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Jun 2018
Vast islands of garbage float in the seas,
Plastic, I'm sure. Well, maybe some cans too.
This is horrendous. Most everyone agrees.
Water is life. And sometimes blue. So what can we do?
Save it, I guess. Once we're done with the bees.
Red Brush
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