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The sun shines brilliantly on your locks of gold,
the light gently laps at your skin
and seems to erase all of your sin,
but yet your skin is oh so icy cold.
Your heart is now still, but once was bold,
your soul departs to a beautiful garden of zen
leaving behind on this earth your kin,
but was this the fortune that fate told?
Although you have left us here
we know you are in a better place
where you can live without fear
and walk with the upmost grace,
while the wheel of time continues to steer
us all to our one way trip to deep space.
Copyright © Jonathan Siegel | Year Posted 2015
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