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How is it that I always Call your name? What voice drives me toward you? If there are five paths and four Lead to happiness, I will surely Find your door. Is it uniqueness? No, for you, like I, have many followers. Similarity? No, for I cannot pretend, disguise. Perhaps it is a collection of too many Past dances. Too many times I have held you in my arms And the familiarity of your torture Warms my heart. Tim Hickey |