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Francis

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WHERE'S MY JOY

When I look deep into my heart, I see an empty room, A room whose owner has left, I search for another But none is worth. When I look deep into my soul See an enormous ocean, Large yet empty. I search for a replacement But none there is. Her beauty till now is without match, Personality, so wonderful in all. When I look deep within me, I see loneliness, One which is endless. I search for joy, Yet seem not to find it. When I lift my head up like an eagle, Just to get a glimpse of her Or feel any

WHERE'S MY JOY
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