Recognizing the void
That nothing can fill
No place or no person
No calmness or thrill
There must be a piece
That fits to make whole
Search up to the sky
And deep down my soul
I grew up to think
That you’ll take the place
You come to the brink
Of filling that space
But it didn’t quite fit
And I realized it then
My heart made for Him
He fits there to mend
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