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All my life I've felt

that there are things I need,

and things I want.

But never things that are missing.



Now there are.

what is it?

or are they?

It could be someone, a lover.

to hold me, to care for me.

Or a Son or Daughter to care for and protect.

Or a sister to look after,



Which of these I know not.

But I do know this,

My heart is alone and heavy,

And it hurts . . . sometimes.