Through all the moments I have lived,
You've lived in me, through me as well;
I wouldn't be -- well, anywhere,
Without you in me, soul and cell,
I came from out of who you were,
And are, now that you've gone away,
And though the night will come, I know,
You gave me all I've known
Of day
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Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.
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