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I Missed You
Is it right?
Is it fair?
I missed you but, you don't care.
Our friendship
Our love affair
I can't forget
I can't spare.
Come to me
And let us bear
My lonely feeling
Of Despair.
Would you comfort?
Would you aid?
A lonely stranger
I would fade.
All the friendships
I have made
Have no shelter
Have no shade.
Come to me
And don't be mad
I am lonely
I am sad.
Touch my heart
And touch my eye
Hold my head
And let me cry.
--Written in Portland Ore. May 3, 1974
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