ENDLESS DESPAIR - The Sandman Endless Nights NEIL GAIMAN

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Despair remembers.

It, is a peculiar, flat memery,
in which things become bleak and bounded by the dark.

There is joy in there,
of course,
and love,
and touching.
The presence that makes the
present absense unbearable.

Without triumph,
without love,
without joy,
her work would be for nothing.

. . . and thus...