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Jan 2015
What is wrong?
What am I missing?
I cannot seem to be
My very best,
Among the rest,
Profess my honesty.

How to feel?
How can I see?
Pure happiness within.
Between the lines,
I try to read,
Let imagination in.

Where is he?
Where am I?
Crossings are yet to be.
All these words
All my works
Each of 'em lonely.

Why do I ask?
Why would I dare?
I have everything I need.
Remind myself to appreciate
Love myself, forget hate.
**I have all my time to dream.
rovieo
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