Poetry - Solitude
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solitude laugh and the world laughs with you weep and you weep alone for the sad old earth must borrow it's mirth, but has trouble enough of its own. Sing in the hills will answer. Sigh. It is lost on the air, the echoes bound to a joyful sound but shrink from voicing care. Rejoice and men will seek. You grieve and they turn and go. They want full measure of all your pleasure, but they do not need your whoa, be glad and your friends are many beside and you lose them all. There are none to decline your neck turd wine, but alone you must drink life's goal feast and your holes air crowded fast and the world goes by succeed and give and it helps you live, but no man can help you die. There is room in the holes of pleasure for a long and lordly train, but one by one we must all PFI along through the narrow aisles of pain