When I Miss You, Sweetheart, I Try Not to Feel Dejected
When friends disappoint you,
Remember you have undoubtedly
Disappointed your friends;
When lovers betray you,
Know for certain, your heart
Has not always been faithful;
In this life, as humans,
We often suffer psychic wounds
That feel like walking death
And undeniable despair;
We have to assume,
We will venture again
Out into the sunlight
And discover our higher purpose
And greater happiness.
poem by Uriah Hamilton
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