A few even drive north, work to figure it out
But me I stay here, for some use, safe and tucked.
A wish in a well, an autonomous luck
I miss you, I write you, I whisper my lines true
In all this commotion I still cannot find you
You left and it hurts, by a notorious end
You won't be reimbursed, not by any a friend
Your braver than I, I just sit here and sulk
Sending you light so you might see on your walk
The times we spent writing, the intimate thoughts
I finally feel able, to chalk up a loss
Yet in other aspects, I know you live on
Through memory, spirit, and notes in a song
I'm sorry I couldn't weather half of your storm
Or be there in person to uplift your arms
You always had vision, intensity, charm
An ailments an ailment, and cause for alarm
I'll pray for you so that you may move something hefty
A mountain, a missle, just never forget me.
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