I sit here in the shade
Underneath this willowed pine
Watching all my loved ones dance
Withering away on problems that aren't even mine
Tortured by my love
For all I consider dear
While they sing and play
Still I sit right here
Never do I leave
For it's just like giving up
And to commit such a selfless act
Is a sign of no such love
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