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At Last
Darling dust
of yesterday
must I brush you
from my heart
before I love again
Flowers on the casket
never eased the pain
Talking at the grave
I felt you
push me away
though our memories
always remain
Must I brush you
from my heart
before I live again
of yesterday
must I brush you
from my heart
before I love again
Flowers on the casket
never eased the pain
Talking at the grave
I felt you
push me away
though our memories
always remain
Must I brush you
from my heart
before I live again
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