All the Same
Meaningless, meaningless - everyone toils under the sun…
Is there anyone who knows how to love? Apart from the One?
My heart saddens, looking all in the face -
Where is a lonely heart to find loving-kindness & grace?
I am afraid of getting too close - because close means vulnerable -
A mistake I have committed too many times -
We are afraid of one another - but all craving the same - - -
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