departure

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...and the Heavens sing of your departure,
the clouds wail in your absence.
nature itself cries and begs for you to come home,
and so do i.

where are you, my dear?
where are your eyes?

the Ocean herself shakes
at the thougth of you leaving,
and every tree whispers
"come home, amour",
and so do i.

where are you, my dear?
where is your smile?

every bird in the skies weeps,
the Sun himself grows colder
and restless,
every time a new day rises
without you to make things shine,
and so do i.

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