We’ll pass without the parting
So to spare
Certificate of Absence —
Deeming where
I left Her I could find Her
If I tried —
This way, I keep from missing
Those that died.
We’ll pass without the parting
So to spare
Certificate of Absence —
Deeming where
I left Her I could find Her
If I tried —
This way, I keep from missing
Those that died.
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