I am a broken compass.
North, South, East and West are all lost to me.
My niddle pontlessly turning, never stopping, 
I am aimlessly wandering with no sense of direction.
I am in desperate need of guidance, I need to set a course.
I have no destination, no orientation, no map to show me where to go.
I want you back, I need you to be my North, my East, my South, my West,
because without you my One, I will never find rest.
01/12/2015
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