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Apr 2015
~                     A life goes out the window
                         Sans the shoot of course
                          Flying last few seconds
                           Last moments of glee
                 I saw my mom and my father too
                    My family that days have past
                                 There is me
                                sitting quietly
                      In the lull beside the brook
                Those where all the happiest days
                             Me my dog and i
                      Needed no one to get by
                      The smells where sweet
                           And colors bright
                              All the things
                            ill take with me
             Into that gentle sweet goodnight
                         The moments done
                           The time has run
          And now here comes my setting sun
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
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