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Intoxicant
Ruins everywhere and no one notices
Like a ghost, it is invisible
The compounds of waste piling high
A foul stench wreaking of rotting corpses
Flesh morbid, disgusting.
A fetus in a jar
Skin pale, not even fully created.
And the mother-
Teeth so yellow, lungs so black.
Dead from cancer.
Lived the rest of her years on an oxygen tank.
Sick.
The child was already a smoker.
