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Don't I look a fool wanting that which is close to me yet the farthest from my grasp. I have a feeling it will always be out of my reach. But oh the thought of it torments me and gives hope all at the same time. Oh her that is my muse and my block. Oh her that makes me want to laugh and cry. She which I know and cant understand. Where is my time do I have to wait or try and take it. Oh a situation to gain what eludes me and calls me. A place to loose all I have already.