As the golden leaves crunch beneath me.
The autumn breeze flows behind me.
The birds tweet with they hunt for prey.
Litter
You are an empty crisp packet lying within the leafs.
You are a a plastic straw left on the shore
You are a plastic cup under the sea
You are a plastic fork about to be eaten by a fish
You are a plastic bag in a a turtles throat
You are trying to save this planet
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