Emptiness
If those I loved were lost,
The crier`s voice would tell me.
If those I loved were found,
The bells of Ghent would ring.
Did those I loved repose?
The daisy would impel me.
Philip -- when bewildered,
Bore his riddle in!
By, MaheSh*
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