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Jul 2010
Why do you sit here
and cry for me?
I am gone and nothing
you do will bring me back.
But the truth isn't that simple
My body may be lifeless
but I am still here.
My strength is in the earth
with every step I took.
My life is in the air
with every breath I took.
My mind is on the paper
with every poem  I wrote
But most of all,
look down and you will see
My heart is with yours
with every moment we shared
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Written by
Scott Robertson
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