Elation
Often, during rare nights of tumultuous sleep,
I imagine happenings not yet bestowed upon me,
With which such feelings of elation accompany,
Because, at long last,
I have found her,
And she has found me
Often, during rare nights of tumultuous sleep,
I imagine happenings not yet bestowed upon me,
With which such feelings of elation accompany,
Because, at long last,
I have found her,
And she has found me
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