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To comfort everyone the afflicted
I've yet to do my duty;
To touch with words, leave affected
Your soul, the way it must be.


My hand, I give to you my friend;
You need nothing but this.
It would not help you, to pretend,
I solve with these whatever is.
Without an aid a company
What they, alone could have done?
Have mine that which I give of me;
I am the only one.