I passed this way
I could not stay
but I'll be back
again some day
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As I read this today, I am mising you my friend, ..you must have knew that I would come back to read your last poems posted. You are deeply nissed.
So nicely runs the rhyme along with the complain and nostalgia that you forget the real matter it concerns.But is it not art's purpose, to transfer you to another world, in a world less hard or....
Not just few but every poetic soul will miss you. The space you occupied on earth will remain void forever.