To the one who stood by me,
To the one who but lost track of self,
To the one who gave me:
A world of books, love and dejection,
Reveries of rapid tears and tingling laughter,
Refined thoughts and measured words,
Calm composition and untold hope...
I but now halt and share a thought,
I remember thee for all done and left unsaid,
In honest joys and distress tears..
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