Loveless Lives
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Sandra Feldman
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Do you hear
The Loveless cry,
Always asking, Why?
Wondering if their hearts
Are made of Stone,
As life's rivers dry,
Emptiness does choke
With unheard, sigh
The errant heart,
The lonely heart,
The broken heart
That softly cries,
That softly dies
Never, having found,
A loving Home.
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