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For every girl...
There she was all by her lonesome
Gazing into the distance
Knowing all well there was no one
Looking for her as she was for he
Many winter moons and summer flings had faded
Suitors and beaus like cards were traded
Yet this lingering pain made her suffer
This perennial loneliness made her life tougher
I see her crying every spring
When love blooms again in droves
She is precious to someone who does not exist
In this realm of heart sores
