I speak to you, and you give no answer.
I stare at you, but I know you're not there.
You've gone on- freed yourself of the cancer.
As we walk on by theres a sadness shared.
Your life here has finished, it seems unfair-
that you must go, and it seems so abrupt.
Wherever you've gone, know that you're still loved.
Wherever you are, we will always care.
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