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Somethings in the air, a smell of loss and fear,

A feeling I can not shake nor make it disappear.

I try to figure it out but a million ideas why,

Why I have this urge inside to cry.

An aching in my stomach will not go away,

a power of engery to confirm, it may.

I just can not shake this feeling, I feel inside,

Yet I have this place of thought to hide.

Somany changes and levels of circumstance.

in the picture screen of my mind I only see a clance.

You know when you get the knowing,

afraid to display the thought of showing.

All I can say is 4444 is the circumference I will only say,

all I can do is focus on the love in my heart for all,

in every day and night I pray.