1. The harbour is polluted; I can only bear to sit with it at night. Swimming no longer feels natural, let alone my birthright. I forget that I was once cradled by water; these soft undulations are but a distant comfort.
2. Waste has been seeping through my lymph glands. Makes my skin seem thicker and existence inherently uncomfortable.
3. I am surrounded by dead birds and what breaks my heart the most is that I have no tears for them.
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RandomThe distress one feels when their home environment is desolated in ways they cannot control. (2019) || Concept coined by Professor Glenn Albrecht
