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see, i weep no more

i halted from crying

my pupils gave up

the moist receded

i've accepted the

unacceptable facts



it wasn't that hard to see

that gleam of hope

buzzing at my entry

each step carries a beam

sent down from above

i can't be misled

everything will be fine

posies will bloom

and the sun will rise



or so I desire

--and I sigh