Alone I stood,
The world went by.
I never laughed
Nor did I cry.
I felt no love
I felt no hate.
I liked it so
It was my fate.
A sweet vision passing fair
With tender eyes and dark black hair.
Came into my life, and then
I never was the same again.
I found joy I suffered pain
I knew sunshine I felt rain.
It soon became quite clear to me
Alone again I will never be.
.
We will go together
Hand in Hand.
Whether blessed or
Whether damned.
Raymond Morrow
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