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I'm longing,
To be held,
And comforted,
Forevermore.
I'm overwhelmed,
By the very thought,
And doubtful,
It could ever be.
It's very strange,
How I have started,
To draw such unwanted attention.
An Even though,
I have caught,
An eye or two,
I dare not draw near
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