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     I did cry and I did ask why.

     I could understand God plan.

     I could not understand see, why you were taken from me.

     I did know,  I did not understand,

     why or how from this land, you decided to go.

     I, in shock, listened to all the talk.

     It was hard to walk with my feet.

     Again and again, it did repeat.

     The news gave me the blues.

     I could not believe.  Yet, see, me, nobody did deceive.

     I finally began to grieve.