"It"
Something we reach for,
But we rarely get.
Still I'd have reached,
For it.
Even though you left me dark,
And icy cold.
I'd have reached,
For you to hold.
Because I knew,
I had it,
That thing most people,
Never get.
Even if you never did,
I felt it.
That thing most people,
Never get.
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07 01 08
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