Thank You

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Thank you

She stood tall, though not proud

I'll say goodbye, soon

A rose grazed the tips of her fingers

Though it's the end of the world

The girl knelt, her head bowing in grief

Don't blame yourself

Tears threatened, streaming without end

Now...


The rose was placed, gently laid across the stone

And if it's true...

Her hands, folding in her lap

I will surround you

She lifted her head, reading the words inscribed

And give life to a world...

She paid her respects to her best friend

That's our own...

One.. Last.. Time...


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