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Where You Have Gone To

I hope there is a place that you can finally be

Where there are many to serve you and everything is free

Wherever you are I hope you can see

How it could never have been for you and me.

Once you told me that you felt much guilt

That I was young and not living life to the hilt

Now that I am and you are beyond gone

I hope you’ll forgive me that I can watch a dawn.

Where you are, let there be no gloom or dread

Don’t have a care for the past life you led

Now that you’re gone there’s no more to say

I’ll remember you always on a summer’s day.

 

-For Paul Blenkhorn

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