Migration

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A feather floats down to a newly dug grave
Remains of a life that my love could not save
The weather is changing, the geese fly above
White snow will come soon and cover my love
Geese fly in formation, never apart
But no unification for once-loving hearts
The north the direction the cold wind now takes
Carrying away my heart’s pieces as it breaks
Will the breaking of my heart go on forever
Will there come a time we will be together
Like Anabel in her grave by the sea
I wish there was room in that cold earth for me
But, my love told me that I must go on
I must get through each night and face each dawn
My time is spent beside her in this place
Where tears have now drained my empty face.

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