Euphoria
Everything is right here with me; it always was
and always will be.
Everything is right here with me.
When was it ever lost?
Do not laugh in your sleeve;
that will never do.
The seasons of blossom I witnessed last
have not gone away.
The winter rose has taken its place as it always does.
The harvest is abundant, the granaries full.
Has anything gone away?
I have a marvelous art of misreading,
and that was my saving grace.
I always used commas where a full stop was needed.
So everything is right here with me;
nothing has gone away.
I have always imposed disastrous deconstructions on utterances,
but they were never so disastrous as they seemed to be.
So believe me when I say, "Everything is right here with me."
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