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For Kris...

my friend, precious Moon
how fickle fate is
how cruel
to offer up such a beautiful soul
and then steal you away
I hate it…despise it   you shouldn’t have been snatched away
you loved so freely and asked nothing in return
such gentleness, such strength
I turn to the stars
hoping to foil the night just this once
stars twinkle coldly and there is only silence
I am alone but I know you will always be near
for you have found your way into my heart
and there we will always be together
I love my Moon, Kris, my friend
and I will miss him
Safe dreams until we meet again


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