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Apr 2015
~                  Where is my fair love
                   Who filled me with joy
                  And fed me her beauty
               Kept me well with her love
                    With eyes so green
              As the pool in the meadow
         So deep i could fall in and drown
   Yet death with her would not be so sorry
       Wrapped inside her warm embrace
       Better than living a thousand years
             And never seeing her face
   But not long ago her tree began to wither
               A darkness grew inside
              Pulling her love and light
        Leaving her withered and dying
     And when she passed her final wish
       Was to be buried in our meadow
            I can see from my window
             The land where she lays
     I planted a willow instead of a stone
                  And on it i carved
        "Lay me in meadows of green
                 Under skies of blue
                 Don't weep to long
             For ill always be with you"
      Her life was in trees and meadows
          Her life was of love and beauty
                I know she waits for me
               Where the water is sweet
             Where there air is of crystal
       At the end of the path we will meet
    Hand in hand we will walk into the dark
Beneath my willow weeping
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Beneath my willow weeping  Az
(Az)   
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