The thin orchestral hum that this is not going away
He's in a cell and each day
Your brave face grows sadder at the edges
What beauty to be with you in this troubled time
See you avoid the crippling ache your heart tells you to keep close
Arianne, angel and support for numberless others
Come share this space with me
For a second or three
Let burdens fall from your shoulders like dust
You keep it going manfully
For this second let it drop
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