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With this My eyes lay in their funeral beds A slumber akin to death Breathe me in I drift softly As a sheet dances with the wind Barely there and nearly gone Further from the great beyond Than I've ever dreamed And yet so close With lips To kiss Is there something amiss? Would I see it in your eyes? It's been so long I'm not surprised If I've forgotten all I knew Of yesterdays I cannot change The aftermath, rearrange New...