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There are pictures that can break my heart
And songs that make me weep
And stories of my fellow man
That bring me troubled sleep.
There are moments when my aching soul
Could wrench itself and flee
To search in new horizons
For some tranquility.
There are friend I know that give me pain
And make me realize
A price is paid for caring
That’s often sorely high. —Vas
[My yellowed newspaper clipping that my dad sent me when I was in college.]
