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SORROW, MY SOULMATE
A stolen ring is what you were
And yet my dear, a perfect fit
It’s hard to explain why you are not here
My stolen ring, my perfect fit
It’s not hard to see that fate made you the one for me
Yet played no role in d reversal
All I can dream of is what could have been
I wake still to the reality of what is
You are gone truly, my happiness
Ever since, I have strived for completeness
I just found though, I’m not alone
I found today, sorrow, my soul mate
Brizio....2009
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