Pictures Remain
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The wind whispers echoes of loss
Colours fade, but the pictures remain
The music haunts the hours we miss
The tree stands bare
Stripped of all its leaves
But the roots run deep
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Clouds may come
And black out our sky
But the light still shines
Forever inside
The music haunts the hours we miss
And so you live as I grieve
So still you live as we grieve