No one wants sorrows
And yet sorrows come
To each one knowingly
For sorrows love all.
And sorrows - not helpless,
Not empty, but come
With facts and figures
And concrete data.
Sorrows - the best friend,
The best friend of
Life and living
Keeping friendships
And honour in tact.
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