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It is in the air,
on the breeze,
In the wing,
on the song,
Floating by,
a promise,
Of things to
come, things
Gone by.
it stirs the
Soul, floods
the imagination.
Gives rise
to a hope,
Long past
and forgotten.
Let it flow,
touch you,
Become one
with it now.
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