Yearning is like a deep sigh
which becomes a deep song
that is sung by a deep voice
that dies its natural death,
thanks to time and fate.
Life makes anyone want things.
If not for that,
yearning would never be sung.
To not want things,
Yet to know if its worth it.
As of now, I want it
and so I yearn
and so I live.
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