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Sweet grief, come sit with me
relax, recline and rejoice.
I was aghast when you left me
at the dawn for the Sun to clasp
and the hope to flutter.
Sweet grief lie down with me
now don’t stomp or be in hurry
or if you attempt to leave
this time, I’ll hold you by
by your narrow neck and
show you what suffering
looks like, when the daylight
comes and the elusive hope flies by.