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Shall no one weep

Shall no one cry

Shall no one come to say goodbye?

Not a single tear

Not a voice to hear

Not a stone to say, this is where I lie?

I am music without sound

I am nowhere to be found

I am a leaf that falls to die

I am the periphery of your eye.

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