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My heartless void, you inspire me to write.

I long the way you are: dainty and fair,

Invading my mind through day and night,

Always clinging to the teary spite.

Let me compare you.

You are more shrieval than benign.

Great winds shake the leafage of my sorrow,

At wintertime the glorious warmth of your arms I want to borrow.

How do I love you? Let me count the ways.

I love your emptyness and your braveness:

Your frost fills my days.

My love for you is now and it lasts more than one day.

Now I must dwell with my bleary heart.

Remember my deep words,

Whilst we're apart.