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Jul 2015
On the final day
She took one last shot
Under the cold night sky
Hoping to hear his voice

With tears running down her face
And a last prayer to him was said
With her hesitant touch
And a final kiss good bye
She looked at the picture
With her weary eyes

The lady packed her memories
She closes the doors
Leaving the empty house
Leaving it for good.
Written by
Fran  Neverland
(Neverland)   
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