Don’t cry

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Don’t cry 

You will be both fine and happy 

And by the end of the ugly tomorrow 

You will meet him

The right …. the one ….. the perfect

And don’t fret

He will clear them 

The ashes of my memory 

The pain of my loss

And the sourness of the sorrow

And don’t sap …

Don’t tire …

And don’t surrender !

He is right there

To glue that part of you

That has to be fixed

To recraft what used to be abused

What I once called mine