unnamed poem

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12:38 PM 6/25/2004

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So, what good am I If I don’t have you?

Where do I go?

What do I do?

I don’t know!

I existed without you for so long,

But, when I met you, I lived truly.

Is loving you so wrong?

Is it a sin to have the need to be loved, to be happy?

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