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Welcome to Trash Island. Population Zero. No life lives here, Just plastic bags, Disfigured Barbies, Melting storybook heroes. Souls plunge upward, Toward light and air. Blocked by leeching death, And wayward cares. The stench of rotting goods Discarded, Pays homage to what once was. Since first eyes open, First impressions burn. The “more” becomes obsession, While social status language learned. … Read More