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The Gentle Touch of Death forever mirrors in our soul and leaves us Stuck
Eventually Comes a time, where All that was Lost is Grieved
As well as the thought, when all we have is an unset amount of change to watch,
'we are alone now and lost forever'
While one sits with us always out of sight but always there with us
The Light to our darkness, The company against our greatest guilt and loneliness
It is always hard to believe but not even death leaves us alone
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