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Again,

This is the end,

I'm on my knees

We shall not stand

together again

under the Tree.

Again,

final curtain

We dried our rain,

We shared our bread,

Endured the pain.

We remained close friends

But now we're dead.

We shall bury our souls

A funeral

A sounds graveyard

A water field

Farewell

We won't share anymore

the strong feeling

of crying as one

during the nights

Oh Fred

You were afraid,

My dear brother,

To let your love

resting alone

Six feet under