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I breathe expelled air
Every breath I take is second hand
expelled by some other man or beast,
expelled by plants stomata,
expelled from dirty earth, dank and foul.
expelled from tips of waves on seas.
Even on top of the highest mountain,
or remote on the high seas,
all the air there is recycled, for no new air has been
created since earth got its atmosphere.
the air is millions of years old
and it smells as such.
Copyright ©
John Anderson
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