My joy leaps with your ecstasy,
In sympathy divine;
The smiles that wreathe upon your lips.
Find sentinels on mine:
Your lightest sigh I’m echoing,
I tremble with your pain,
And all your tears are falling
In my heart like bitter rain.
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by Georgia Douglas Johnson
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