Once a month you come closer to us
On the birthday of your death
Though you're always keeping
An eye out and listening
Never now not there
It's like peering down
Into the depths of the ocean
Or staring up at the stars
On a hill far from cities
Only in dream and memories
Or sudden appearances in the mind
Can we meet now always
While I linger in the flesh
With so much to be loved
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