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Your Song
There was a song that you once played,
broken notes on untuned keys,
that worked their way inside of me,
but, like all beauty dulls with age,
your voice too, soon would fade,
into the ever roiling tide of time,
until no matter how hard I tried,
even when I closed my eyes,
I could find no trace of you in my mind,
I suppose, even songs can die...
