I want to print the blue sky
In the cinereous sky
Without birds
Clean up the air
Clean up the sea
Of muddy waves
Where
The whales
The sharcks
The turtles
The octopus
Lives
If we want to see
Than around we
Must clean up the muddy waves
It is our job
To protect our water
And to stop those who are dumping oil
Into the sea
Because this also can kill
The marine life
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