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I'll Walk the Fields of Bannockburn 

Scearu, perhaps....

....but.

Loneliness, is path I walk alone. 

My dreams, are not for sharing.

Nor, for mention.

I'm dying daily, dying slowly.

I'm longing, for what I can't have.

And it's slowly killing, my soul. 

All because....

I didn't know, it was going, wrong.

I'd never felt so loved.....

Until, you'd left.

Just speak my name.

Once

Before I'm dead.....

Giajl © Jim Love