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I am lost in a desert, dying of thirst

But the oasis stays just out of reach

I am mute – unable to communicate

Having lost all method of speech

I am a child at a sweetshop, face pressed to the glass

Without a penny to spend

I am adrift on the ocean with no land in sight

I am a gardener with nothing to tend

I am longing, I am wanting

I am heartache, I am need

I am the forgotten soldier

I am the unwatered seed

I am the lover that’s known true love’s kiss

Whose waiting tears me in two

But I am the one that will never give up

On the love that I carry for you

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