When you were thrown right into darkened, foul pits,
Each of which snatched your chilled-out cheer, chastised charm,
I wept, wondered if ever you’d sense the harm
Caused by ones that laughed, staring at you like kits;
I though failed to realise the power you’d had,
The power to make minds around you less sad.
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Arrived thoughts that gave rise to feelings quite bad
When your soul seemed stuck and voice was heard no more,
But I consoled myself, visioned smiles you bore,
Smiles that made our associates laugh, cry, go mad;
Quite heavy was my heart that then looked for few
In darkened pits of my hard heart where bided you.
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