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drifting so elegantly
but silent like death
with just one whisper
just one last breath
went out like a candle
turned off like a light
a face once so cold and stormy
but once was so bright
spirits soared as
souls were let free
unfortunatly this was meant to be
the earth was singing,weaping,dying
as you left it flooded with crying





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