You told me about your desire to heal,
but that's not really what I can feel.
You provided me often with food,
and also your fast-changing mood.
Now I stand here with an empty hand,
still don't know what I had to understand
of the obstacles created in the distant past,
which stopped the chance of our story to last.
So my heart fills again with sadness,
walking alone through a world of madness,
waiting for love's resurrection,
another heart-felt connection.
I stay connected to you, my beloved fox,
hope you're happy after putting me in a box.
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