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The leaves whimper for you,
the snow piles for you,
the rain cries for you,
the sun shines for you;

Your grave enduring changes of the
Time slowly and quickly passes,
your memory as vivid,
as the last day I saw you,
my white knuckles grasping,
so nothing  of you slips through,
my sunken heart never changes,
it beats forever for you,
I miss you,
with every ounce that  remains of me,
I miss you!