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It clings to me like like endless time,
Nothing can wash it away,
The memories whisper like dirty secrets in my mind,
 Inside my Heart starts to sway,
My head spins and my body feels weak,
The thoughts of what happened repeat over and over,
Benith his memory I feel petite,
But above my grave i can smell the clover,
and soon i will be gone,
and my untainted spirit will sing my song.....