My environment is a dying world

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33027
United States
25° 59' 25.5048" N, 80° 21' 17.0244" W

Trees fall and the wind blows
Dead cigarettes fall as the smoke blows
Alienated trash with nowhere to go
The world wanders with nowhere go

Pick up the trash, that’s all I ask
Every teacher tells you in class
To pick it up or pick up the slack
People pollute and never react

My environment is a dying world
Filled with drugs, pollution and hoodrat girls
My environment is a dying world
Filled with mean mugs, execration and broken pearls

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