As the physical being yerns
for companionship
To be a yin for its yang
To make it Whole

16 years along
No one to love
Needing someone so bad

Relentless in its search
Never tiring
The match Will be found

To satisfy its thirst
Whether in years or centuries
companionship will be found

The hunt will be over
The game caught
The traps rusting
Until the end
When we begin again.

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