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left behind

those that are left behind

when others have gone,

are the ones that cry

all night long.

under the cover of the night

so many tears fall,

we cry ourselves to sleep

until there is nothing within us left to weep.

tomorrow,

our tears will start anew

for those that are left behind,

what else is there to do?

Poem copyrighted © 2004 by Lydia Warner Miller

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