That i cannot fill with anything,
From past wrongs, wounded I
Seek the fulfillment of my desires,
A man may be to be by my side,
Some jolly love may be to take
In my stride, a job may be that pays
And that I love, accolades may be.
My heart full of gratitude I seek
To fill this void, with sugar nuts
And honey berry I seek to soar.
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