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Blame.

She was not to be blamed.

It was all but a blur, that cold winter day.


As she walked down the path.

Unaware of the misfortune ahead. 

It was not her to blame,

it was not her to blame.


How was it to be known?

What awaited her… 


Deep in the woods we peer… 

looking for her.


The years go by…

but not a sign. 


He sits and waits,

waits, 

and waits. 


No bones. 

No clues.

No love.


The blame is gone.

The case closed.

The blame fades away…


Soon the trees open,

the grass spreads,

the flowers bloom,

and there she lies

in a bed of love 

Forever .

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