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I wish you'd more than sit and drink;

it's getting really hard to think.



I'm sorry if I disturbed your focus.



You have.  I can't even think what to say.



Say something to bring laughs to us.



I can't find a thing, though I wish I may.



Will you be able again to think,

or should I continue to sit and drink?



I know not when thought may return,

though to focus on studies I do yearn.

There's almost a glimmer of sadness

shining through the mind's emptiness

that almost makes my loss bearable,

but the loss still is terrible.

My studies I dearly long to continue.

Maybe the focus I need is somewhere in you.