I'm breathing the air of a king
I'm breathing the air of a queen
I'm breathing the air of the kind
I'm breathing the air of the meanI'm breathing the air of a savior
I'm breathing the air of a killer
I'm breathing the air of a robber
I'm breathing the air of a mud dobber.I'm breathing the air of cleopatra
I'm breathing the air of the dinosaurs
I'm breathing the air of the horse.I'm breathing the air of a peasant
I'm breathing the air of a gentlemen
I'm breathing the air from millions of years ago.
I'm breathing the air from two seconds ago.I'm breathing the air of a dog
I'm breathing the air of a cat
I'm breathing the air of a bird
I'm breathing the air of a ratI'm breathing the air of the plague
I'm breathing the air of the cure.I'm breathing the air of the rich
I'm breathing the air of the poor.I'm breathing the air of the dead.
I'm breathing the air no more.
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The Horror of a Flower
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