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Longing…

1.

He who knows my think­ing,
will know I under­stand.
He who knows my wor­ries,
will sure­ly take my hand.

He who knows my spir­it,
will read my inner soul.
He who knows my feel­ings,
will help to make me whole.

He who knows my patience,
will know I can with­stand.
He who knows the need in me,
will come to take my hand.

2.

Alone — and I may not recall
the strength of his embrace.
I must for­get the rough­ness
of his beard upon my face.
Alone — and I may not recall
the pain of my dis­grace.
Must learn to grow accus­tomed.
to the cold­ness of this place.