Oxidation
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Through my nostrils
I inhale Oxygen
And give back Carbondioxide.
Oh! Along this sensitive process
I survive to write
And I realized
The life is not worth
When stop breathing.
* Yes Mr. President in these final days we can do it again,
best of luck!
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