Sit Mate

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Sharing path with you was never my intention
Understanding you couldn't save me from this great disaster
Tender was her skin never her actions 

Lovely smile all ran with the tales of life
Humour was always the remedy  for our fun break
Her innocence now a weapon of her idleness

New lesson learnt as old surrounding missed
Grief for this departure for fate had it way
Occasion were meant happened for our life to be sharpen 

 


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