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Dragon's breath
the deadly cloud erupting from the mouth of a demon on four wheels. Poison, disease, waste injected into the saltwater veins of our mother, earth. Flatten her forests; bury radioactive waste just under her skin like deadly pimples. Our mother is dying - dying as we rape her dying as we drain her of her energy dying as we poison her. And when we realize that we have caught the disease that we gave her, it will be too late to save ourselves.
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