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Tears II...for April
I sense your pain, and my heart cries-- for I want to help, yet cannot; caring, I search for you, gently reaching, concerned, worried; you are there, but then, you are not; I feel your withdrawal into a private world far from here, and I want to help, but, you are there, and I am not... It is such a secret place, the land of tears... January 16, 1975
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