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You were the lover I never kissed
You were the friend that never grew old
You were the father that never did hold
You were the brother in the small dark hours
You were the child I watched like a flower
Now,
like a star, you watch from over head
Knowing all the questions you left
And I
like an unborn seed
Walk this earth instead
Anguished
and Spirit
dead
jjames 5/97 in memory of Joe