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A tribute to my Master. .
Holding onto a past
That doesn't let me choose,
Here i remain
Alone and confused.
Pondering over what we had
is my most tormenting sin.
Rather than focusing on what is,
i dream of what could have been.
Fate brought us together,
Yet it also tore us apart.
Though you are now a world away,
You stay so very close to my heart.
But my turn has come,
and i must do my part. . .
You taught me to read and write,
So now in this concluding gesture,
i lay down my heart.
For  the time has arrived,
to make one last cry.
So in this final moment,
i say naught--
Master, Your sahira just can't say goodbye.
There was once a time,
When i could reach out to You,
And You would always be there.
But that time has ceased to exist,
Forever had come to an end.
But when i close my eyes,
You are still here with me,
like naught has changed.
And when reality returns,
My heart begins to bleed.
But i know i'll always be alright,
As long as i can dream . . . . . . . .
::sahira kneels down before a pot at the temple. she places several pieces of wood in the bottom, blinking back tears she lights the wood. her soft voice, barely audiable above the flickering of the torches whispers a vow::

i shall keep this flame burning brightly in memory of You Master until the day i join You in the city of dust. . .
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