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Wanted

Life is how you make it,
Ever sitting alone.
Only to think of one person,
One has never met.
Hoping to meet this person,
One day.

Keep on wondering,
When one will be closer,
To this soulmate.
Because the wanted person,
Usually appears to the awaiting.

Standing in a quiet room,
Alone looking through the window,
To the evergreen land.
Only to see,
The most wanted.

Start asking aside,
If this is fiction or fact,
Thought the awaiting one.
Due to having patience,
The wish usually comes true.

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