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(Written 1/14/98)

Don't you know I cry for you
my being has been screaming your name
If the need arose I would die for you
but nothing has been the same

I am so close to found
I know that I am my own
Everything is so high up in the air
Pending on where this pendulum stops
No matter how much I hope and prey
it always stops in the same place
I just stand here wondering
if it will ever change

Now I feel as a coiled snake,
scared and afraid, I just might bite
waiting for that gentle hand of calm
one that will pick me up
and not put me down

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Joshua S. Bell
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