a) Here I lie, banned from sleep
a) My head doth ache, I ought to weep
a) And where hath thou gone, O thee I seek
b) Dependence on thee hath rendered me weak
b) I hath thou forsaken, with no reason to speak
b) Tossing and turning I've reached my preak
a) Consider thou, turning thy proverbial cheek
b) My fortune without thou seems dreadfully bleak...
I'm working on a closure
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