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Reflection: This is a melancholy-themed poem where the affected party does not feel as wanted, needed, or loved by someone he or she would like to be closer to. It could be a family member, friend, or romantic partner. We get the feeling the affected party is willing to do anything to close the distance, but that time is getting short, and reconciliation elusive. I’ve had multiple experiences like this in my life as I’m sure many people have. Sometimes, all you can do is your best in doing your part – knowing you never control the end result. I wrote most of this poem by listening to the wonderful, gem of a song “WXW” by 1st Base Runner which I played in the background to create the “moodset” and inspire the writing of the poem. If you listen to the song at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.