I have wondered for long years
Where you wanted me to be
Now I have to face my fears
That there is no place for me.
Not inside your heart although
That would be so wonderful
But in any place I know:
It might just be possible
That I am free and alone
One of which I might call good
But the other, which has grown,
I do not believe I would.
So I wonder, wander, wait
To discover my true state.
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