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| Death by � tallpanther2000 Fate Has Come, Life Has Gone. Loved Ones Here Are Left Alone. We Hurt, We Cry, We Reason Why ? Questions Asked Are Still denied. We Laugh Together, Cry Alone. Though It's Been Years, Since You've Been Gone. I Find Myself To You Still Speaking. And For Your Warmth I Am Still Seeking. Quiet Lonely Walks, Long Caring Talks. Time Here Or There. Is It Different ? Does It Change ? Is It The Same ? We Look, We Search, We Often Wonder. The Mysteries Here We All Still Ponder. This Thing We All Call Death, Brings Fear. We Ask Why, Then Bow Our Head And Cry. We Then Go on. Sometimes With Others, Sometimes Alone. Jim Windwalker Aug.1994 |
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