Keep it for a while, it will not go anyway
Let it stay with you and let both of you talk awhile
Give it the warmest bed and the softest pillow
And pray that it will have the soundest sleep for the night
Both of you will soon understand each other
Why it is here, why it is painful, what is the rationale of its existence?
How it is that it must be with you, and how is it that you do not understand at first,
You and pain become friends now, it explains itself, and hugs you
It will sooner understand you and you will understand it
Then it leaves gently, and you wake up the following morning
You cry, you have understood it completely and crazy
You miss it somehow; you even wait when it will come back again.
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