And the hallways that never knew you echo of your constant shadows,
scream of their emptiness,
because they understand your absence now.
and your footprints are on the dirt roads,
the ones that used to belong just to me.
and they all smile at me as they tell me how
your hand has been placed in all of theirs.
and the life I've been waiting to share...
you have discovered it all on your own.
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