I am slowly vacating my crowded room
And I am leaving the door open
I want to feel what it's like to be empty
What would I think of?
What would I dream of?
These thoughts are not new
They have always lived in a corner of my heart
One of the two things are bound to happen
Either he will enter my soul
Or mine will escape towards his
I am desperate
I am anxious
When am I going to be one with thee
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