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Heart, mind is aching, unclear thinking
Tears unconsoled; black endless hole;
Miscontrued, the thinking and the sinking
Comfort unattained within the soul;
Happy contend they are good friends
'Snap out of it! Be thankful for...'
These words embed, empty within,
Bleak darkness, worsened - more;
To all who see and hear loud cries
Faces speak, 'Oh, this poor one! '
Reactions greatly, inhibit safety
Without comfort, what can be done?
Pick up yourself; seek strength to win
Find help now, do not give in
To death's voice make solid choice
Clear mind, run fast; life do not end......
Pray, seek for truth, preserve your life
Look straight ahead, never behind;
And even if, life seems friendless,
You are unique...one of a kind.
~~For comfort, read 'The Answer' 'The Answer, Complete' 'The End' and others.
JAClark
Jeannie Ann Clark
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