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'a loner will cling to whomever comes their way I claimed him as family alas, it was not his forte' - appreciate very much, the concluding lines of your poem.

We have arms full of hopes, so many more just waiting to be picked up. And we find someone, no, not someone, but THE ONE and we start pinning those hopes on him. More and more we pin on him because where else can they go? They have to be shared. And HE seemed like THE ONE! (The trouble lies lies in one small word of the very last sentence - s-e-e-m-e-d. And once again, you start looking...)

The throbbing of a wounded heart.A touching write.jk