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A Change of Air

A Change of Air

I breathe in endless purity
And indulge in toxicity
I find guilty pleasure in the innocence
And will never cease an end to sins
A change of air
Or a change of heart
Let me end myself
So that we can start
The catch of the fall....

◄ Departure

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