Passing

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How can you be gone,
When I still hear your laughter echoing.
How can you not be here,
When I can feel you still holding my hands.
The stories you told live inside me know.
My heart beats
For the both of us.
You are in my every thought,
My every prayer,

You're just no longer in my arms

                                     -death of a loved one

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