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I Have All But None

When the bout of loneliness
   Strikes unawares
   How I long
   For a hand to hold on
   How I wish
   For life to go on

Trembling for a while
   But steadying myself
   Curbing my feelings

Groping in the darkness
   I see a thin line of hope
   Briefly I stop

Its the minds game
   For there's no line
   Nor hope.

© Nadiya (15 Jan '15)

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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