A date etched deep, a memory stark and cold,
Your voice, a tremor, "She's gone, it's told."
My heart, a drumbeat, frantic in the night,
I raced to you, lost in the fading light.
The storm descended, agents filled the air,
A brutal force, a justice beyond compare.
"Stop, please!" I cried, my pleas ignored,
You fell beneath them, your spirit sorely...
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