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The Yearning

Surrounded by Everyone

but alone

To your own thoughts

To your own feelings

To your own mind

Everyone only sees this husk of your’s

Not the real person inside

You’re all put together

but still something is missing

It’s not an ache

It’s not like you’re forgetting something

but part of you is missing




Wanting to seek

but don’t know where to start

or even to end

The Yearning