Whisper...
Few words are spoken at your funeral
Gently the wind played with your hair
Cherry blossoms falling in a circle around where you lay
Nature softly singing her goodbye, as your eyes closed
The wind whispering goodbye...
Gently the wind played with your hair
Cherry blossoms falling in a circle around where you lay
Nature softly singing her goodbye, as your eyes closed
The wind whispering goodbye...
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