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"Suspended In Air"
I'm not earth, nor the sun, nor the moon
You may search all the sky- I'm not there
In the morning and evening, though not in the noon-
You may plainly perceive me for like a balloon,
I am midway suspended in air.
Though disease may posses me, and sickness and pain,
I am never in sorrow nor gloom;
Though in wit and wisdom I equally reign,
I'm the heart of all sin, and have long lived in vain,
Yet i ne'er shall be found in the tomb.
-Lord Byron
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