My Epic
It's At Times Like This
A man who thirsts cannot expectTo find a well and drink till quenchedFor tragic spans may take his breathBefore he reaches journey's endBut in his heart he always knewThat somewhere waters restA lover's heart may not supposeThat he will win the one he choseFor earnest heart and token's roseMay never stir her love to growBut unrequited hearts believeThat love will find them yetWell worlds that I have never seenStill call to me and haunt my dreamsAnd quiet things still stir beliefThat you, alone, are home for meSo I may never see your shoresBut such a place exists
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