Drunken Reverie

For all the years, the gains,

the hurts, the tears

– the pain.

Let it be that though in flesh you release your fire

that in my insanity you keep that desire.

For all the joys for all the sadness

for struggles won and loves lost ;

Let it be that though you would flee from futility

you would feel free in returning now and then 

to my arms and so tranquillity.

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