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She Exhales, The Wind

She breathes in, silence, 

she exhales, the wind. 

We are her future, 

her blue skies, her clean air. 

She cries, the rain.

As we pollute her oceans, 

as we deplete her natural resources.

She is always hot, 

she is cold, she is dry, 

she is flooded. 

She can't make up her mind, 

because we control her mind.

How can she depend on a world 

so selfish, so close minded, so confused.

She wants you to inhale her beauty,

exhale your desire to save her.

Save Mother Nature,

she needs us. 

 

◄ Pain

DNC ►

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