Loneliness is a cruel tyrantThat ever rules me with an iron handIt makes me feel forlorn and distantFrom all the joys and comforts of this land
Patience is a wise physicianThat ever heals me with a gentle touchIt makes me bear with calm submissionAll the ills and sorrows that are much
Loneliness and patience both I feelThey are my masters in this earthly stateThey teach me how to cope and to dealWith all the fortunes that are my fate
Loneliness and patience both I praiseThey are my graces from the heavenly rays
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Collection of Random Writing
RastgeleA collection of things I've written for fun over the years. Started as a CAS project, but now it's become a hobby.
