Echoes of a Silent Shore
Echoes of the Silent Shore
Garbage, raw sewage, needles,
syringes, food wrappers.
Plastic, cans, bottles, trash,
oily sand, old fishing line.
I stand on the shore and I see
waste and destruction everywhere.
If nothing is done, the only sound
will be the waves crashing into a
silent shore.
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