The one thing I always forget.
No doubt it would end my sorrow,
So I must remember it tomorrow.
It's not like it's even small,
You'd think I couldn't miss it at all.
Every day returning empty-handed,
Forgetting what my heart demanded.
I'm sure one day I will acquire,
The one thing I truly desire.
I hope, dear reader, you get the gist,
Of, what is always on my list.
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