When you called
Voice soft as Heather
Asked me to come by
Hold hand light as feather
And nights went by
Playing hide n seek with pain
However much tried
No time was gained
And then you could see
Dear ones that depart
I knew then for sure
There was no keeping apart
Holding breath to play flute
Fate playing Adieu
Morning brought the tune
Words exchanged so few
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