I walk often
Pretty much everywhere I go
Can't help feeling alone
Wishing I could have
One more day with you
I don't miss home
Or the loved ones I left behind
But that fateful day
I carry with me everyday
Had I known shortly after
You would be eternally resting
I would have spent more time with you
Or at least visited more often
But, with each
And every passing day
I walk in memory
Of that fateful day
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