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Gordie, my Gordie

My Babes - my beautiful babes.
Here no more.
Waves of pain wash upon the shore
Of my grieving soul.

Your smile, your touch, your voice,
Grace our home no more
Your sudden absence felt in the core
Of my longing soul.

Gordie, my Gordie
Your being lit up our lives
As a flame flickers then dies
You left us cold.

Gordie, my Gordie
I love you so.

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