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Walking down the familiar hill
Bare feet barely touching the damp ground
There is no light, there is no sound
There's only emptiness all around
Darkness longing to hug him close
Like lover's arms lost long ago
And in the void, he hears his name
Mute voices calling out for him
A movement. A face. Familiar still
But only a mask of her former self
Bare feet barely touching the damp ground
There is no light, there is no sound
There's only emptiness all around
Darkness longing to hug him close
Like lover's arms lost long ago
And in the void, he hears his name
Mute voices calling out for him
A movement. A face. Familiar still
But only a mask of her former self
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Writer(s): Rolf U. Lovland
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