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a shadow forms in my mind
a vision of a cold forsaken stone
shaped as an arc in the grass
so calm and left alone
it could be who we are
a reflection of what we do
his only friend is a quick chilled breeze
says nothing as it whispers bye
provides no comfort as the cold stone grieves
so calm and left alone
you have made me beautiful in your sight
without you this is what i once was
i remember how my heart was
cold and empty without life
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