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Elementals of the worldwe all need to survivenot only to withstand their damagebut needing them to sustain our lives. 
I come from a land smothered in smoke. Unable to see me while I choke. I come from a land of hot sands, animals and man. People Crying, animals dying and me silent. You see my country on the news.
I come from a land smothered in smoke. Unable to see me while I choke. I come from a land of hot sands, animals and man. People Crying, animals dying and me silent. You see my country on the news.
I come from a land smothered in smoke. Unable to see me while I choke. I come from a land of hot sands, animals and man. People Crying, animals dying and me silent. You see my country on the news.
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I’ve been addicted to smoking, since before I was born The ecstasy of inhalation I can hardly catch my breath Call it the curse of the addicted Unable to stop no no matter how much I may want to  
Born from destruction and fire Cruel to the bone I became Underneath a fire raged  But the surface was calm
Those cool summer nights Not a cloud in sight Catching fire flies The glisten in your eyesOut under moon lit skies Time sure flys bye On those summer nights 
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