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I have a poem in my mind, A poem that I tried. I laugh along and I cried, As the sense of this poem I crave to find. I have looked on the title but there is none, Even in my pocket it is gone. Where would I see you under the sun? Or is it true that you already left and would never come. The meaning of this poem still is a mystery, Though I am up for verse three. This poem doesn't make sense I guess, And it is just like me.