one more sad song

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the flute was played; and we danced along
we sang the sun one more sad song.
this is the last time we’ll show our wound
and let our scars play the drone untuned.
tears will no longer spate our face
and its melancholy will not embrace
this is the last time despondence hums
to ask us to beat our saddened drums.

this shadowed song comes and goes
and sings its lamentation as prose
this is the last time it sings again
for our cries are wept within the rain
this time, our pain is dead and gone.
we match in victory on and on.
melodies of melancholy no longer belong
we sang the sun its last sad song.

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