The sentiments are in the fresh air filling me
Absorbed with ease and then possessing me
When the one who found you
Then abandons you rather to walk alone
You bath in despair
Sinking somewhere underneath
Hiding from laughter
Hiding from those who stare
But in this we find truth
In our bounty
For what was missing
From our stories
The answer to the equation
The conclusion to that dream
Why we question the road we are on
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