Everywhere Except Near Ninette
There will never
Be sufficient down pour
In washing away your crucial absence
Even word smith falls short in lessening the pain
Primal lesson in contact with you, one is squandered
In treasured troves, expense of your beaded words
Will pay to shine ones soul's mane
Without you life neither was nor
Ever will be the same
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