To Sorrow From Tio
Beforehand there was great sorrow
That time before Katie brought jovial
I wondered lonely as a cloud
Til the day she made me pour down rain
As the cold air drew to our cheeks
So did our minutes quicken to their end
I left as my heart grew on it a hole
For never has there been a story of woe
Than this of Khondwani and her Tio
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