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Nobody cares when I am glad,
I beat upon their hearts in glee,
" Drink, drink joy's brimming cup with me, "
All echoless, my ecstasy —
Nobody cares when I am glad.

Nobody cares when I am sad,
Whene'er I seek compassion's breast,
I falter wounded from my quest
Back! back into my heart, sore prest —
Nobody cares when I am sad.
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