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In the air.
I’ve lost it,
That adolescent need
That insecure dream
That turned something solid
To something weak
I didn’t see it go,
It left me so quietly
While I were asleep
I breathed it out
With a sigh of relief
Happiness is a funny thing
Because it’s neither here
Nor there
It’s just a fleeting moment
Something in the air
It’s just something in the air.
