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My Emotion Now

Some people might get some pleasure,

You’re not one, I am sure.

On my radio

I can put on a show.

You were my anchor,

Now I am all at sea.

Pen to page I don’t know where this leads;

It’s unformed. Like me.

But you get what you see.

Made many mistakes

But never deceived.

I love you too much,

Now I can’t touch.

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