With someone special,
Who came along,
Then, no longer alone,
In a cold, disenchanted world
Where more hate than love,
Is so sadly served.
In me,
Locked in perpetuity,
Feelings that have no name,
But that are feelings
Just the same,
That have been cried to the Seas
To the white peaked waves, with ease
But never to the right one,
Who might have understood
The burden of the Lone Voyager,
Going thru life alone,
As illusions kept melting,
Under the burning Sun.

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