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I walk alone, for I have requested too much from man.

A man of Godly virtues, to hold my hand and walk with me,

the path to heavens gate.

A man of intellect, unafraid of broadening his or my own perspectives.

I walk alone, in faith, till I find a hand to hold.

I walk alone because, only my pen can understand my emotional nature. The ink is the tears it sheds with me.

My body aches at the end of the day, wanting to experience a lovers embrace, so I walk alone to my bedside where I kneel in prayer to God, to hold me, one more time, where in His arms I find everything, because there is nobody to love me like that.