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Death it comes and it seems is nothing to fear,
Although we mourn our loved ones and wish them near,
Fading into the distance are memories from the past,
Leaving nothing behind because nothing does last
Until my time is up I'll be here looking for where my lost might be found,
I know to search in the places not thought of and far from in the ground,
Those that I love gone before me I hear there whispers in the trees, 
Forgotten about like the wishes of a thousand dandelions blown into the breeze
Existing only as though in an uncertain desert mirage 
To a place that seems Hidden beneath enchanted camouflage
As thought In a sort of magical slumber
Again we will meet our time here only numbered
living in these far off places that can't possibly exists 
In the stillness of night just beyond the foggy mist
That's where the magic exists where it will always be found
In day dreams and fantasies and every echoing sound,
In these places lies magic and mystery and every departed soul
Awaiting in these places that no one dare to ever go
Look for them in the ripples created after the skipping of a stone,
Or in those Smokey traces in the sky after a jet has just flown 
And In puddles after a good rain there it will be I promise it will
And as the sun begins to set when everything becomes so still,
When the shadows come out from hiding as dusk begins to set
never fool yourself of these things they are you can bet
Be aware of the magic that surrounds you and you'll be that much closer,
You'll begin to understand and maybe gain closure
Existing only where it couldn't exist at all,
At the end of a rainbow wherever it may fall,
In the glittering of the dew left on webs in early mornings gleam
And once night falls in every happy childhood like dream
Lingering in the most of unthinkable places is exactly where to look
Like In the words of the pages of an unwritten book
But though you may doubt that this much is true, 
Left behind each word is an awaiting clue
In the fallen tears of those mourning someone who has past,
I don't know how I know but still I do, we part, but never apart do we last
The proof is in the dark night sky whenever a star shoots across in awe
The magic is here and so are they that's gone but not ever really gone at all,
Just believe me when I tell you that your weeping will end
Because as I've said before nothing last my friend.
So when you begin to cry and miss them that's at rest
Remember the magic that's awaiting and know your surely blessed.
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