disguisea groan of longing a listless sigh lonely, naked, here i liedisguise
your embrace, soft as the arms of sleep how long can i stay here and in memory, comfort keep
as i drift off stars veil my eyes but none quite as fair as the one that bears you as disguise
to helenlove is cruel the distance grows and our beings ache for want of that familiar embraceto helen
memory's lips can still taste across thousands of miles oceans and mountains bear spite but yea, though the clouds grow dark spears of the sun still pierce my heart with sweet delight
I smile up at the rain
I guess I'll just have to wait
for the cloud that brings you home again
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Happiness lies in being privileged to work hard for long hours in doing whatever you think is worth doing.
-Robert A. Heinlein
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