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Jan 2022
When I say
Love is in the air
I don’t mean it’s near me
Or it’s around the corner
Like most of you would
I mean it in a way more like;
The bird’s in the air
The plane’s in the air
The spaceship’s in the air
Without cursing at the planner
Yet, in an unreachable manner
Written by
labyrinth  53/M/Istanbul
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   Eshwara Prasad
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