The continent will still drift
and the skies will still spew.
The sun won't rise any faster
and the moon will follow relaxed
The beauty of life will continue
to flourish all around,
but now you are gone,
these birds have no sound.
And my heart does not beat.
Quiet inside my chest.
My tears falling
and my head, my head unrested
But I have limited options
Only to move through this life.
Endlessly attempting
to fill this unexpected gap left
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