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By the graveside
In the grey streets of grief
Our spirits grasping for relief and robbed
And saw chance and circumstance the thief
Dark tides of fellings ebbed
Come miss you moments now be our last pledge
Our spirits grasping for relief and robbed
And saw chance and circumstance the thief
Dark tides of fellings ebbed
Come miss you moments now be our last pledge
Published 16th Jul 2019
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