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There are no words to fill this void
Survived by faded memories you sing
familiar songs whose lyrics now escape
you


Now these sounds and visions are
those you miss the most and
and the heart whose gentle fires
burned


We find replacement in this cold
solitude We pray for fields of
gold, blue skies and peace


Dare we find tranquility
as there are no sentiments
expressible to calm



The beast that roars its sadness
There are no words except for those
not said