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A moment there, another, gone A moment, just, and nothing but A moment, infinite grief, borne A moment, a door, forever shut. Tis’ life, they say, they nod and shrug, Tis’ life, strange it is, hard luck, Tis’ life, I know, I can’t debug Tis’ life and this, it’s going to suck. A sadness creepsContinue reading “Gone”