the end of the world, year 1
in the blink of an eye you flew to places I cannot follow
to the eternal realms where I am not yet welcome
I will bide my time here amongst those left behind
awaiting my turn
no longer fearing that which remains unknown to me
but now eternally blessed by your presence there
I miss you my dearest
I know now and accept that I always will
a thousand lifetimes shall pass
with your memory and love entwined in my very being
I am what I am because of our life together
a debt I can never repay
all Ive known and ever will know
all Ive seen and ever will see
all Ive lived and survived
I owe to you
thank you for gracing my life
until we meet once more
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a clear conscience is a sure sign of a fuzzy memory
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