RIDDLE
I want it
but I don't get much
I need it
everybody does
I yearn for it
but it eludes me
It's in my dreams
but, fades away
I want to ask for it
but, I'm much to shy
I long for it
and hope for it, someday
If it's available
I'm not aware of it
When I think about it
I sometimes cry
I've learned
to live without it
But, let's face it
that's not much fun
It's a riddle
I hope someday to solve
What is it?
well
it's called
LOVE
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