She
alone can
Know
my suffering
She
alone who
Suffers
more
Into
the heart of my darkness
Her
feeble walk
Her
graying flesh
With
timid steps
She
lies upon
My
pillow
Quiet
I
feel the presence
Of
her soul
But
Cannot
ease her pain
Except
to share.
It
must end
I
know
But
when?
The
stillness again
Is
in my heart
But
not my sleep.
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