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Wait To See What Love Really Is

there is no one that someone loves me seems to me like no being alone not my choice but of all the misfortune in my delusion be my heart-mind filled with remorse all those jocks, handsome boys filled with muscles and I just an average below average scholar too young esteem to low to start courting there is no one that someone loves me, so solemn Yet I am to young to be lonely and realizing I must live longer for heart and so to prosper I stay hid so in my adult days I will able to understand.. what love really is... 11/3/70 James Edward Lee

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