Her pain at ease, her voice a breeze,
She’s gone but never far from you.
The shallow gravitation, she pulls you toward her rest.
Her hand outstretched, grasping to the sky,
Knelt by the grave, you release the pain bottled within,
The grief, the depression, the anger you feel,
One and all pour forth over the soul that is lost.
Her grasping...
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