This Once Beautiful Lake
I came across the lake
Once beautiful and shining,
Now only to see
That beauty is now dying.
We destroy and pollute,
What once we thought was cute.
We say we will make
This once beautiful lake
To pollution free.
But what we don't see
Is we can't make it be.
The once beautiful sea.
Is now just a dream.
This poem is about:
Our world
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