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No one can ever take your placeYour kind heart, smiling face, Each step you took with such grace, As now you have left an empty space, No one can ever take your place. A grave shame, who were we to blame? As God came, taking you away, All we do now is pray, not knowing what to say, On the hot night in october, our last day. Our heads are bowed low, the pain trying not to show, Sitting here reminiscing, we began missing, Our uncle, our friend, we can no longer pretend, As much as we hate it, he's dead. You have reached eternal life, forever free, A journey we will all take, As you stare down and smile, Awaiting our arrival. For now your memory still shines bright, Inside us all, not allowing us to fall. As we all stand tall, the way you would want it to be, As once more I will see your face, No One Can Ever Take Your Place! In loving memory of my uncle LUBAINA Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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