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Losing someone is so sad

But the memories of them make us glad,

Better to have known them

Then not knowing them at all,

And if you listen you can hear them call

Across the void of the afterlife,

Bathed no doubt in spiritual light

All ways with us, always caring,

In our minds we keep sharing

All the struggles, happiness and love,

From of which we will never get enough

A moment away though just out of touch,

We recall just how we need them so much.