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The ball has dropped
The year is gone
Stand all alone

No lips to kiss
No body to hold
Stand all alone

I say next year
Without much cheer
Stand all alone

My heart aches
My body begs
Stand all alone

The sadness comes
My thoughts are dark
Stand all alone

The time will come
When I will go
Stand all alone
As I watch his hand stroke my leg I am mesmerized
Staring and wondering if he knows what he is doing to me
Willing his hand not to stop as I think how right this feels
How just his touch sends me to a place beyond this world
A place where I always wanted to be but could never find until now

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