two friends
once lover and friend/
clasped hand to hand through the night/
with tender tears shed/
she is longing for/
the once-more coming of day/
do not awake her/
see now, she smiles/
she is dreaming of the past/
and of the future/
breathless, he watches/
and holds fast the last vigil/
honoring days gone/
sharp eyes and soft brow/
he will not come to save her/
the time has now passed/
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