Hopeful I was when we last met
I am now but forgotten
I was filled with happiness and emotion
I wipe the tears with worn cotton
I have seen greatness in rare form
My tunnel has now lost its light
Beauty inside, a heart that's warm
Yet my own now feels the fright
The love I have it's always yours
Yet you have turned off the switch
It is pure, continues and it soars
I miss your light, hoping it's no glitch
Buffalos Joeyi I
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