by AE
I had sweet company
Because I sought out none,
But took who came to me,
All by the magnet drawn.
I had sweet company.
I had no dark friends but one.

They passed on and away,
The old lure had gone.
The partings all were gay.
By some new magic drawn
They went another way.
I had no heartache but one.

Because that in my heart
There lurked satyr or faun,
There was one could not depart
And one who must be gone.
While the faun crouched in the heart
There was one who must be gone.
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