For You Who Will Never Read This

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Nobody might ever know

That you are my joy and sorrow

I do think of you

But of course, you have no clue


Oh, but I so wish you knew

That it's not hatred toward you

Only, hoping acknowledged to be

All my senses seem to flee


Ally to my dreams

Yet enemy more you seem

For I doubt that my hopes

Could ever be more than a slope

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