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ceagleDoes it seem strange, does it seem right
Already gone into the light?
Sometimes doth feel so all alone
In wondering where he could have gone
A loving life force now has stilled
The space left there, it looms unfilled
So many lyrics written yon:
"How does the empty world go on?"
But yet it does, the days ensue
How many pause to to ponder you
Will no one touch my wing and feel
The mournful fellowship reveal
The reasons why, we must goodbye
Before one's time was truly nigh
And as a bird toward the sky
The silent stars hear not our cry...
Already gone into the light?
Sometimes doth feel so all alone
In wondering where he could have gone
A loving life force now has stilled
The space left there, it looms unfilled
So many lyrics written yon:
"How does the empty world go on?"
But yet it does, the days ensue
How many pause to to ponder you
Will no one touch my wing and feel
The mournful fellowship reveal
The reasons why, we must goodbye
Before one's time was truly nigh
And as a bird toward the sky
The silent stars hear not our cry...
