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THE NEW FRESH AIR

THE NEW FRESH AIR

Fish, Birds, Trees and Humans have been infected...

Nature is dying...

The numbers in Altzheimer sufferers has risen...

Kids with Attention deficit disorder has risen...

Autism has risen...

Our soil has been infected...

Test the pollution after the rain and snow...

If you have had a metallic taste in your mouth it's the chemicals you have been fed...

Food has been tainted...

Rivers, Streams, and everything around the World has been sprayed with chemicals...

Forests burn hotter...

How can we detoxify all of this from our bodies as we continue to eat and breath?

Protest against cigarettes, breath aluminum and barium...

The new fresh air...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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sparrowsong

Hello Dblankportrait...

There's so much more as you know...

Laws that have been broken...

People's health at risk...

Everything is dying...

Everything is sick...

I was told the metallic taste was because, of my kidneys...

Strange, I don't taste it anymore...

​​​​​​There's so much and yet, people say wait and God will sort it out...

Very disturbing to know I'm in the same Country...

Eyes are blind when the brain isn't functioning properly...

It's always easier and less risky to see, hear, and do nothing...

Thank you for your kind comment and support my friend!

Hugs...

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