# Repaired

Author: Michel Corbeau
Tags: Friendship, Love, Poem, Poetry, Triolet, Verse, cycle

Many years we spent in sorrow  
Where we sat so small and humble  
Still we stand and stand tomorrow  
Many years we spent in sorrow  
Sincere love or lust to borrow?  
But we stood despite our stumble  
Many years we spent in sorrow  
Where we sat so small and humble  
  
Once we were forever falling  
From our morbid melancholy  
Living life was self appalling  
Once we were forever falling  
Yet the vital voice was calling  
And restrained the fatal folly  
Once, we were forever falling  
From our morbid melancholy  
  
Here we live no longer broken  
For this love, I am so grateful  
Sweeter words so scarcely spoken  
Here we live no longer broken  
Take my love, a precious token  
As our meeting had been fateful  
Here we live no longer broken  
For this love, I am so grateful

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