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Tasting the morning dew as it falls from
the sky. Breathing in nitrogen so that we can live.
Eating nutrients from the dirt to live.




Drinking water when we are feed.

Seeing growth in such a miniscule thing.
Seeing my kind being plucked killed and torn down.
Watching those who we help killing us.
Seeing families crying with many tears.

Smelling a blazing fires smoke.
Smelling fresh oxygen and nitrogen.
Sniffing a sniff of the end of my poem.





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