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The feeling dissipates
But I still remember the warmth
I still crave the moment
Looking for the next opportunity
Safe from harm
To be well thought of
And loved in return
Yearning and turning in desolate places
Aching to see and experience friendly faces
Hopefully a day will arrive
And I will be held in an embrace
That makes my lonely years fade away
The feeling dissipates
But I still remember the warmth
I still crave the moment
Choosing isolation
And silent discretion over having a hand to hold
But as of late...