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Sadly In My Arms

I want you to be here with me,
Or did you want to stay there,
In a world of nonsensical blinking
And staring and fear?
I forever yearn to have you to hold.
But your adventurous being
Keeps you out of my reach.
And I know you are hurting somewhere
Inside of yourself.
I want you to be here with me,
As long as you can stand being held
Sadly in my arms.

April 26, 2004

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Sadly In My Arms

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