I have nothing but my sorrow... And I want nothing more. It has been, it still is faithful to me. Why should I begrudge it since during the hours when my soul crushed the depths of my heart it was seated there beside me o sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me. Ah I realize it your beauty lies I'm the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart. O my sorrow you are better than a well beloved because I know that on the day of my final agony you will be there lying in my sheets k sorrow so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart

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⢻⠄⣰⣿⣶⣿⣼⡅⡄⡘⣼⢠⣿⡟⠰⣵⣷⠸⣸⣿⠄⣿⣿⠃⣾⣯⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⣟⣾
⣇⡇⣿⣷⣍⠉⠻⣷⣯⣿⣯⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡀⡿⣵⢸⣽⣾⣼⢿⣿⣿⠟⢍⣼⣿⣿⣷⣼⣽
⠪⣿⣿⣿⣿⡷⢦⣤⡉⢛⡛⠻⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣿⣿⠾⠛⠋⠁⠄⠄⡀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⡟⡏⠁
⠄⢳⣻⣿⣿⣿⣮⣝⣛⣛⣶⡤⢀⣀⠜⢿⣿⡎⣒⣀⠄⢐⠶⡿⣖⠛⣋⣿⣿⡿⣿⡿⡵⠄⠄
⠄⠄⡝⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣏⣍⣯⣬⣿⣴⣗⡴⢿⣾⣿⣿⣷⣮⡮⣺⣏⣾⣿⣿⣯⣿⣿⣧⡖⠄⠄
⠄⠄⢻⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⠆⣹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⡾⠻⠄⢀
⠆⡀⠈⣎⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡵⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠄⠄