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I love life when I'm up

I hate it when I'm down.

I often rejoice in everything

There's not the minutest frown.

The sunrise, the fresh air, the singing birds

The flowers that burst forth in full hue,

The joy in every aspect of life

I glory in all this. I do.



But then there are the dark times

When everything seems black

I am alone, there is no love

Death is the comfort I lack.

I withdraw into my cell

I cannot go outside

Speech becomes impossible

Tears clog my throat I've tried.



That is when I need my friends -

If only I had some.