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~~~ Mistaken The loneliness inside, harpooning my heart, devouring my soul. I vanish in my quest to find that someone, who should make me whole. The loneliness inside, days of endless search, needing you, my friend. Though I delude myself, looking for someone, when it's all in me. The loneliness inside, with children laughing, and a man who's mine. My home is filled with love, time spent together, yet I feel alone. The loneliness inside, my heart's mistaken, searching what's not lost. In me the answer hides, feeling incomplete. If I could be whole... ~~~ January 2012: this was written in 2008, during a difficult period at the end of many years of depression. It's wonderful to be able to say that I'm hardly ever depressed anymore and becoming 'whole' indeed.
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