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No woman's hand will warm my own And I need no other voice to tell me I can I'll find no confort in the confusion of another person's soul I have enough problems within my own I feel no obligation to try and break this human mold For this is simply how I am I just wish that I could stop expecting others To somehow create the value in me Which would permit me to grow old without regrets This most definitely it's a terrible venture in which to invest
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 4:42 PM UTC
Human Struggles
No woman's hand will warm my own And I need no other voice to tell me I can I'll find no confort in the confusion of another person's soul I have enough problems within my own I feel no obligation to try and break this human mold For this is simply how I am I just wish that I could stop expecting others To somehow create the value in me Which would permit me to grow old without regrets This most definitely it's a terrible venture in which to invest
colmistoirm
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Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 4:42 PM UTC
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