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e-Toxicity

by Kiran Dhakal 09 June 2009

An ailing Japanese fisherman of Minamata in 1970 had expressed his love for the ocean as…

When I though I was dying
And my hands were numb
And wouldn't work
And my father was dying too
When the villagers turned against us
It was to the sea
I would go to cry.

No one can understand
Why I love the sea so much.
The sea
Has never abandoned me.
The sea
Is the blood of my veins.

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