Who am I, what do I want?

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Who am I?

What do I want?!

I wish I knew.

And this too.

I am alone

I am skin on bone

If you knew me, please let me know

If not, I’m sorry, I will just let you go.

Who am I?

What do I want?!

I feel so sad, for no one knows

I am this breaking in stones

I have wrinkles on my face

I have myself crying in place.

Nothing will come to my mind

Am I just lost, forgotten in time?

My memory fades with pain.

Let me wish I was more sane.

Please let me ask, just once more.

Then you may leave, walk out the door.

Who are you?

What do you think I want.

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