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Sur le drapﾃｩ froissﾃｩ qui recouvre son promontoire
L'absence a fait son lit au val de mon fﾃｩlin;
Oh, je hais ce trﾃｩpas en mon coeur solitaire !
Et je pleure l'ami qui me fait orpheline... RIP
What do you do when a good friend dies?
Do you lash out in anger and curse at the sky.
Or grasp hard denial, the means of the weak,
In an effort to kindle the comfort you seek.
What do you do when a good friend dies?
Once life's breath, so precious, gives the chest final rise.
In haste you take blame, no other at fault,
You kneel upturned earth and deem all happiness to halt.
What do you do when a good friend dies?
When with him the times, both good and bad, lie.
Do you cast aside the past, for memories hurt much too much,
Or struggle and fight for that last lingering touch.
What do you do when a good friend dies?
When all of the tears have all but been cried.
No matter how much, no matter how hard you try,
The only thing to do is say farewell.
On sad days when I feel stuck inside
I can not resist him,
and I let him be my poem.
In every flower blossom, tree, wind caress, sun touch or rain, he will be my poem. Goodbye my little Merlin".
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