When we walk in the park.

The sun has not fallen from the sky,
The world still turns.
The stars still light the moon
and the dew still soaks
your feet in the morning.
The wind still blows,
leaves still fall,
all claims it is well.
But when we walk in the park
She no longer holds my hand.

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