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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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