Some days I am a world of unhappiness,
When loved ones and their happiness
Seem aloof; I do not belong with them -
Lest my unhappiness blemish their sparkle
Yet, in that sadness I crave most
The wholesome sweetness of
A loved one's comfort -
That moment when they reach out
And cover my broken spirit
With a warmth of compassion
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