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My Companions
Despair is named the ghost
that haunts the heart of me.
Sorrow is her sister
and from them I can't break free.
For they tiptoe through my heart
and through my mind
and through my soul.
Then loneliness joins hands with them
and onwards do we toil.
Still I look towards brighter times
and hopes and dreams and love.
Yet they are elusive just
like the rising dove.
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You've been a naughty boy....go to my room!
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