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You Will Be Gone
My hands shiver with fright of agony,
In my eyes is a flood of tears,
Around my neck is a rope of melancholy,
All in the moment of uncertain thoughts,
The count down,
About to go is your love,
And about to come are my tears,
One day for I shall sleep,
In that look at my left side
You will be gone
So shall I travel with the speed of light,
Pondering upon that wonderful moment,
To wait until midnight under that tree,
Can the stars see my search,
A man in a bag of confusion,
At our secret place shall I find,
Your presence ever absent,
To wait for you my friend,
But you will be gone
poem
by
Gaylord Munemo
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