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FALLING APART
In deep December,
with each dying ember,
can I vividly remember
the dark days of last November;
with unhappy merit would I sigh,
with the feelings I must die...
Crying complete,
for the thing beneath my feat;
my own wife,
to whom had lost her life,
after a year filled with strife...
Here I fall apart...
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with each dying ember,
can I vividly remember
the dark days of last November;
with unhappy merit would I sigh,
with the feelings I must die...
Crying complete,
for the thing beneath my feat;
my own wife,
to whom had lost her life,
after a year filled with strife...
Here I fall apart...
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