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I wrote this one year after Christopher Trobrige passed away...he is still dearly missed |
| I said a goodbye, That lasted forever. For we must remember, The third of November, And in memory, Dimmer than ever, We all hold the dances, We danced that November. Cynical smiles Cynical dreams What Have I misremembered? The smallest laugh, The smallest thing, Things to hard to remember. |