Say people go
This particular diamond was extra special
And though you might be gone
and the world may not know
Still I see you, celestial
Like a lion you ran
a goddess you rolled
Like an eagle you circle
in perfect purple
So how come things move on?
How come cars don't slow?
When it feels like the end of my world
When I should, but I can't, let you go?
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