Now that you have left us
In the autumn of our lives
With youth all around
As our old age arrives;
Now there is no-one left
That was there at the beginning
How strange it all feels
To be losing a race we were winning;
Can we ever meet again
Or does eternity our lives sever?
How strange it all feels
To be cast adrift forever
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How strange, very fine, I like it.