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He looked at me and told all, the life he lived and the times he was sad.
The times that he felt bad, the way he continued even when he knew he was sad.
Sad to have to live without love, love that made him feel well.
Some give us love, but we feel it is not there, it feels like when we eat, and we still cannot get filled.
His life was one of work and duty, always being present, but feeling lost.
Lost in a world where he felt not there, his brain and heart searched for his true love.
Love that made him feel alive, one that made him feel like smiling.
Some loves, give love, but they are not felt in the heart, they are like rain that cannot penetrate the ground.
His life was one he told me lacked, he felt something missing, and he tries now to feel complete.
Complete in his heart, in his choices, he tries to go back and fill in the gaps, like a cement job that has openings, he wants to fill in all of the cracks.
Love and life, make us feel so good, we search and try to find our one true love.
So, when you find one that makes you feel complete, hold on and love each moment you build.
Lifting prayers to God, today and always.
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