The River
We turn a blind eye as she weeps
As she sways and churns in disgust
We let others harm her
She is engulfed in foreign filth
And we loathe her for it
She is damned to suffer
All due to our own omission
Our negligent nature
We devour her
And bleed her dry
We need her
The river
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