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After Loss

What a cruel thing it is The audacity of it all The earth, she just keeps turning What a terrible thing to do It seems to simply mock The sun, it just keeps burning What a selfish thing it is No morals or respect Time, it just keeps moving What a sad thing to see It's like he hasn't heard The moon, it just keeps shining What an unbearable thing to do To continue as before While everyone's still hurting What an agonizing side The universe does show While we're just left here mourning

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