Except when you appear
Hopefully not annoyed
But bright and full of cheer
For when you come back here
And couch yourself by me
You subtly re-steer
My soul to be happy
And since I like to be
As happy as I can
I miss you constantly.
And yet in every plan
There is a flaw or quirk -
In this one, it's your work.
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