Ah, pain- my old friend,
Once again You come, you come.
You passed me by ..and saw me naught, aha! But here you are once again.
Do I welcome you old friend?
Do I turn my back?
If I do, will you be waiting...
Round the corner by the bend, under a tree?
Here I am..... I am so tired of fighting you.
The cold rushes in, the deep gets deeper.
Old friend.....I am gone!
kay ekwall©1998
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