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The city swirls in restless joy all around
As laughing crowds go hurrying through the night.
But inward turn my eyes, no more sound
Can drown the lack where used to be your light.
These solitudes that only darkness knows
Fill all the spaces where your smiles have been
These winding thoughts that deeper sorrow sow
For all the hours I must walk alone again
In sleep no balm these heavy spirits raise
Each dream but brings your absence into view
While others fleetly pass these careless days
I wait, but oh, my waiting finds not you