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Time diminishes what we require.
What pain teaches, we learn perfectly.
Each builds a shore around their sea of gladness,
Not losing hope, nor giving way to madness,
Tougher without, within a little shyer,
Yearning always, but settling reasonably.

Often, though, we turn to lovely sadness,
Not willing to let go what we desire,
Even though we want what cannot be.

Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.