SF (June 17 1942 / Troy New York)

My Sadness Came Over Me Again

MY SADNESS CAME OVER ME AGAIN

My sadness came over me again
Why? What is it all for? What does it mean?
How can I possibly know?
It is all so much greater than I am.
I am so so so small so small
I will never understand.

Even the Darkness must have more light than I do
Even the Night more Light than I can dream.

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