I have many friends in my house, but I am alone for you are gone,

My chair has lost its comfort

My music seems dull

My desk uninviting

And my bed a horror


A giant restlessness pervades

My very core, and concentration is a thing of the past


I am the king of fools and an ass among asses

Without an island of solace in a sea of remorse for I have severed myself


I must live in hell

And I must pace and I must toss

Until you return and make me whole again


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