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Nov 2018
The Shore Looks like a Junkyard

of plastic bottles, aluminum cans, candy bar
wrappers, and Styrofoam cups. All kinds of
miscellaneous stuff pollute the land. It makes
the animals sick. They think its food and feed

on it. It’s a harbinger of toxic waste
from chemicals, particles and litter that can’t be
broken down . The ocean has become a dumping
ground. It’s harmful to the environment. Dolphins

and porpoises can’t survive entangled in old fishing
nets. It’s another sign of man’s neglect. Oil spills
suffocate marine life to death. It’s more than a problem;
it’s become an epidemic. Life began here. Life can end here.
sandra wyllie
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sandra wyllie  56/F
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