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Oh young
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So full of pride and fire. A hungry life barely tasted is now empty of desire. Stand tall rock of remembrance, Proudly bare the name,
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heart early wasted,
Of one who lived without defense— and sleeps without shame.
Oh hear the
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voices calling,
know you've paid the cost. But why are no tears falling? They know not what they've lost! The world will never know they
all you could have meant to her~ The strength that you would show, The hearts that you would stir. And you will never see The way they will love you. Only in death can you be what in life was already true.
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fresh breath early taken,
such a fire has burned away, with too much beauty to be mistaken about what you'll mean someday!
And
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Laura Rum^ey
