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RE: Missing This Is Old : Original Poem

Like a beach decorated with big, beautiful stones
I'm waiting for tomorrow
Waiting for the return of the soulmate
Longing and jealousy often envelop the heart
of the yearning who is restless and anxious
Presents various illusory shadows
that invite heart-rending tears

U hope your loved one returns and you find peace.

Love shouldn't cause us pain.