I just could feel about the pain of the voice,
The pity of the words,
Loving me, leave me not,
Desert you me not,
Said she.
The walks walked together with, the words shared
While moving on the path of life,
Though move we all,
But the words we give to,
We must stand by them,
Abide by.
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