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That you are gone. And by what means am I
Diminished. A tongue by silence betrayed
And treason, by its own muteness did lie
That reason should not its heart obey.
Had I believed you perfect then perhaps
By earnestness of thought make excuses
But through false emotions let judgement lapse
To suffer indifferent abuses
Now a lingering sweetness of your air
Betrays in me unfathomable void
Black darkness consumes all hunger and care
And in consciousness is reason destroyed
Though dreams do not come and no light is shown
To dream of you is to dream all alone
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