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My body aches
My posture is weak
And I cannot sleep
There’s a dip in the mattress
From the curves of my form
And I wonder if you too
Are sleeping alone
Are you waiting for me
Like I wait for you?
Are you also socially inept
And waiting for me to drop in
With my parachute?
Then we’re in trouble
Coz I’m too Me to be moved
I’m tired of making new friends
If none of them is you –
So come to me…