Love is in the air...it's in the breeze in the sun.
Love is in the air, wether far or near...
Love is in the air..taste it don't waste it..
Love...
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The Thrill came slowly like a Boom for
Centuries delayed
Its fitness growing like the Flood
In sumptuous solitude-
The desolations only missed
While Rapture changed its Dress
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