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A.N. HAPPY 100TH POEM! And on that note, here is a dreary poem 

Yearning for your touch

For wisdom and will

But still vacant

Leaving the air blank

Thieving breathe from my lungs

Letting memories still linger

Stinging as cold reality enters

That you haven't been here

That you're gone

But maybe for to long

Leaving me empty handed

Wishing for just a hug

The ones that are indistinguishably yours

Always making my heart smile

I've tried living without warmth for awhile

But all I am is depressed and suicidal

Not from your absence

But from everyone's absence

Seeming as the roles of friendship have diminished

Where a cozy cuddle is to much to ask for

It's crippling me

Never fleeing from this abstinence

My soul still vulnerable for the wild

My heart still searching for your perfect smile

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