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  • Most days I’m content
    Loving you from the sidelines
    Knowing that you are fine
    Your life so complete and full
    That you never need me there
    That my giving to you
    Is invisible for you
    But still I am fine
    Knowing that I can never call you mine
    But in those rare moments of weakness
    I feel like a chained soul
    Wishing you would be here
    And set me free dear
    I should know better
    But still my eyes flutter
    Searching for you
    Although they know
    You will not come
    And so they overflow
    What else can they do
    Watching this world go by
    All this frivolity
    For whom and for what?
    Will you really ever care?
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