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Absence

Once long ago, our lives we shared,

Yet at mortality we stared.

Once I thought you'd always be there,

But we were affected by despair.

...

What can I do, what can I say?

I feel your absence every day.

I still rule and Roy still plays,

But you touched us in so many ways.

...

You asked so little and gave so much,

To the last of life you clutched.

But you're gone, and as such,

We miss you dearest, miss you so much.