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your resting place.

I face my reflectionWith a solemn realisationI am not where I want to be. She’s asking me again,Yes, I see her, even without my glassesWith the most probing glances;What I could have done differentlyTo make you happy. No time to contemplateIt’s time to plaster onYour Friday Best smileWith the selectively placed tearThe crowd is waiting,In […]