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Here I am, here I stand Frozen to the floor Kneeling down before you For I can’t walk no more You love me, but still you can’t See me like I truly am Like the fisher longs to be Lost and lonely at open sea That’s how I long to leave behind Searching for my better kind I’ll wander –if I must- alone To find someone to call my home
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