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Visuals and Voicemails

I wish that I had videos or voicemails
To see or hear you when I'm not well
But I failed to obtain or retain either one
Before the creator eclipsed your Sun

Now I run this race at a steady pace
Missing you and your angelic grace
Voided space remains inside of my heart
And it's been that way since your depart

All the heart to hearts that you provided
Kept me from being lost and misguided
Your mere presence aided in my serenity
Temporarily away from humanity's calamity

Granny, fond memories of you still run rampant
Even without visuals, residuals are permanent
Clairaudience maintains residence of your voice
So I must rely on it because I have no choice

My invoice shows no deduction of you from me
Only physically but spiritually we'll eternally be
Forever you and me until he concludes my ride
Then hopefully you'll see me on the other side