Neither now nor ever to be Mr Right,
Nor now even Mr. The-Other-Night,
My dull eyes no more lead my soul into
hurt
and I've no heart to wear on the sleeve
of my shirt.
No one to wait for and no one to follow
With words that ring false and gestures
most hollow.
I am here neither to have nor to haunt,
Though I may miss the wanting for the
sake of the want.
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