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You break my heart easily as a wishbone
I asked you to mend it and then atone
But you left me standing quite alone
You found me, but ended us all too soon
Life is midnight now, touched by light of the moon
Sunlight will not shine again, even at noon.
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The Bag Lady 
All that is now
And all that is gone
And all that’s to come
And everything under the sun is in tune
But the sun is eclipsed by the moon
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