Everyday I hope and write
but all my thoughts keep me up at night
I have searched in every place
but feel this is a never ending race
Its been like looking for a needle in a haystack
I now wonder if its something that I lack
I hope the day comes that I know
whether my love will still grow
Every night I will pray
until that faithful day
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