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‎now your bowl is empty, and your feet are cold, and your body cannot stop rocking, i know, it hurts to let go

since the day we found you, you have been our friend, and your voice still, echoes in the hallways of this house, but now, it's the end

we will be with you, when you're leaving, we will be with you, when you go, we will be with you, and hold you till you're quiet, it hurts, to let you go

we will be with you, we will be with you, we will be with you, you will stay with us.