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Confidant
I long for a confidant who knows
My petty miseries
Pointless struggles
Fleeting pleasures —
Someone to stand beside me
Through sleepless nights
Of grief
The daily strife
I know —
Such a one exists nowhere
But here
Where I am
And have always been
And yet
Sometimes —
I still wish
That confidant
Were someone
But me
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