To be loved

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I wonder what it feels like,
To not be an option, But a choice,

To shed my tears on someone's shoulder,
like someone shed on mine once

To smile the brightest of all,
like I made someone smile once,

To be happy,
like I made someone happy once,

To have my shattered heart collected to one,
like i did for someone once

To be loved,
like once I loved someone,

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