Searching for a companion, to-ing and fro-ing, in the dusk of night, I strived. Yes! I am lonely. Want a feeling, soothing and balming my heart. But still, I am alone. No one, not a good partner, could I find. Oh! my heart's feeling, give up. You born in a closet, will die unknown. Want to kill this loneliness, be yourself's friend.
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