The one

The one I need, the one I love,

So close to me, so far away...

Somewhere below the clouds above,

Somewhere beyond the other day.

So obvious, and so unclear,

So popular, and so alone,

The one, who makes me hope and fear,

The one alive and made of stone.

I thought I knew you very well;

Too little time and too enough

To understand this saint from hell;

The one I hate, the one I love.

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