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LOVE PROFOUND

Sometimes I miss someone to say thank you
Even no thank you would do
People have forgotten the beauty of kindness 
I long for a friend who would look at me
And in those eyes I see gratitude
Someone I could talk to
Without having to win or agree
I long to find someone I will never find
A perfect human
Miss perfect 

Sometimes I hold on too hard
Till my hands bleed but I still would not let go
Sometimes I keep people too close to my heart to warm them
Then I find my heart freezing
Sometis I want to carry the wait of human kind
I find they are heavier than the world

I want to live long
But my heart bears a different sentiment
I try to find meaning in my brethren
Buy my heart finds vanity
Vanity and all

I long for a meaning
A greatful heart
Love not romance
Love profound
Joy

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