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Loss is a pain always enduring

It haunts you until your final day,

But to lose that sense of loss

Would be losing what remains,

So we hold on to the loss and the pain

Until that time we are reunited again,

And in this trust me there is no shame

Loss resides in our heart, soul and brain,

And there is no cure for this and if it came

We most definitely wouldn’t want it anyway.