A Stranger’s Lament

I made a friend today;
We danced in the sunlight

Bathed in our own joy.
I carried her to the garden;
And rested her on the soil.
I thought to myself;
Who would I be without you?

I lost a friend today;
We ran in the darkness

Bathed in our own blood.
I carried her to the garden;
And rested her in the soil.
I thought to myself;
Who am I without you?


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