Dark night, stars shining, all alone in a window.

Thinking of you, what was you, what have become you, of your false grave.

No body, no ashes, just empty, false.

I don't visit it, there is no reason, you're not there.

They cry, of course they cry, you were so loved by many, but you didn't
know, didn't believe.

And you had your reasons, years of loneliness and betrayal, all the reasons
in the world.

I'm ashamed, I'm sad, I'm...

I wonder, would they cry if I joined you? Would they care?

Foolish thoughts I know, but when you're gone no one's here to stop them,
no one.

Dark night, starts shining, all alone in a window.

I see Sirius, the Dog Star; it shines as brightly as you did.

Is there a star of the wolf?
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