Morning Yearning by Ben Harper

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i keep
holding (onto)
things

i have no
business holding onto

and

i saw this (little girl)
back in june,

she put on her mother's veil
and

preened

and i feel just like that.
i am

naive and underscored
with the value
of

being alone,
the novelty
of being adored (and)

i feel

like things are
only vaguely

what they

are supposed to be...