Treasure Island

annie nosich


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All of gods people

the trees are bear; every thing is gone
the noises and rusles have dissapered
life as we now it is done
the polution we have left distroyed us all
the only thing that is still here are the memories that we once shared
all of are cars the telvison that we watched
have killed us all
this is a warning to all of gods people; reclyle

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