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Words Floating

The words float through the air as the night drifts along, waiting for a companion to fill these empty spaces with his love, unaware of the things we left behind .

Sometimes I wonder if I’ll forever be on my own with no hand to hold. I dream of someone uncertain if he will ever find his way into my life. These dreams I have kept me going forth into the uncertainty of tomorrow. These dreams I hold onto keep me wanting more from life. These dreams I dream keep me going forward as I search for the one to be the one to make things right.

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