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All I want...STOP right there! I've heard this before, from times past. That didn't last. Like letters to Santa that end up as trash. Like sweepstake entries found in a bin. I'm not falling for that line again. We've found each other when we crossed paths they said. But end up being just passing fancy's now dead.
Then what are the words to say? There are none to our dismay. For wants and needs can deceive our minds you see, the heart has needs that IT only cares about. Not for someone else you see? It all about me, me, me. Then tell me please the words to hear., so as to know their intentions clear. Sure my friend, so dear to the end. What do YOU want, is the inquire, from that friend that you should desire.
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