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My dear faithful friend. 

Tonight you left me at night’s end

To a place unknown, no letter to send. 

You leave me in tears, at night’s end. 

In my hand, I hold our memories. 

In my eyes, I hum our stories. 

Reminiscing only the past that’s left

you stole a part a me, a rightful theft. 

Yet I wept, with your hand on my lips. 

Your dried lips on my fingertips. 

Oh dear friend, you’ve disappeared alone. 

And lonely. 

Oh dear friend, I adore you. I cherish you.  

And though your warmth departs. 

I shall share mine with you. 

Though your body and soul parts

I shall stay alone with you.