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Loneliness
My heart is a wailing infant
In a cardboard box
On a wintry Sunday morning
On a sidewalk
It wails pitifully
Love me!
Cruel echoes
Are it's only answer.
My heart is a wailing infant
In a cardboard box
On a wintry Sunday morning
On a sidewalk
It wails pitifully
Love me!
Cruel echoes
Are it's only answer.
