As I Breathe The Sweet Air
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Andrew Blakemore
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As I breathe the sweet air all around me,
And I gaze at the beautiful sky,
Far over the valleys and mountains,
An eagle is soaring so high.
As I see all the sights of the country,
And drink from the rivers and streams,
I feel such a strong sense of freedom,
For this is the place of my dreams.
As I hear all the wonderful bird songs,
That float through the woodland I roam,
I gaze at the trees all around me,
And know that this place is my own.
As I smell all the scents of the flowers,
Their colours so vivid and strong,
And knowing wherever I wander,
My heart here shall always belong.
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