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The destruction

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The persistent toxicity

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Has turned the blue seas dun.

All sea life runs to safety

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For the destruction has now begun.

Rivers are hiding

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From the sun’s cruel regard.

The rays pierce down and the wind beats hard

Stars turn invisible

From the clouds of smoke.

The heavens are now

Veiling with a smoky cloak.

With every blow from the axe

The tree cries and pleads.

But the woodcutter thinks it’s okay

Because the tree doesn’t bleed.

But the reason

That the world’s a mess

Is all because of the fact

That man is so reckless

The world has now

Nowhere to go

Where man has become

His brother’s foe.

We can’t just sit

And pretend to not care.

For the pain this destruction brings

We won’t be able to bear.

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