she has been many years dead
yet he kept her picture on the wall
left her rocking chair by the fireside
dressed her bed every morning
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the smile on the face
was the last word I heard
it gave me hope
and I carried the good-bye with joy
...
like old shoes
you’ve tread with me all paths
walked by my side any where
and now in old age
...
everything pains you
my presence stinks
my eyes are dreadful
my words stain
...
after this long walk
you shy away from my name
curse the day we met and swear
the dream we once had is a wave
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you weave me webs of lies
walk me miles away from the truth
you tell me stories every dawn
that my soul should swim in the hope
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do you wish to be here
close to my heart
where are your papers
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somewhere, not too far away
on a distant Home unknown
is my brother, my Dad and Grandma
my cousins and nieces
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I'm not so young but not so very old either
yet, I have walked since dawn
praying not to distress the hearts of Bees
along this way to the Ivory Tower
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