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There are days when no one comes out to play.
There are seasons tainted and still.
There is silence, no ear cannot notice,
When our friends are hidden or gone.
Shrewd abandon abandoning bodies
Behind closed doors, to perish or heal.
Can I see her, the one I held so dear
Or must I find nothing at all, in that closed off room down the...
How did they slip away unseen?
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