I'm a lone-ranger in the alien woods,
So isn't it obvious I would stay aloof?
Though I'm staying at a distance, I still sense more than others could see,
Trust me, I can sniff out the ripple in the air through my senses.
I'm
Speaking of being fine, I could always use your touch of soul,
I didn't ask for
That touch was magical, it was soulful,
Now that it's absent, it makes me always doleful.
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