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April 28, 2017
Never to have had that moment,
never to have had that hit.
Never to have laid wide open,
your heart, your soul, your it.
Never to have yearned and conquered,
never to have struck that note.
Never to have lost your senses,
never to have, on someone dote.
Never to have seen such madness,
never to have lost control.
Never to have been there, done that,
never to have lived life whole.
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