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Lay away the story, -- / Though the theme is sweet, / There's a lack of something yet, / Leaves it incomplete: -- / There's a nameless yearning -- / Strangely undefined -- / For a story sweeter still / Than the written kind.
Therefore read no longer -- / I've no heart to hear / But just something you make up, / O my mother dear. -- / With your arms around me, / Hold me, folded-eyed, -- / Only let your voice go on -- / I'll be satisfied.