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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

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Michael Jackson


…as though he never went away

The voice of my youth… now sleeping
though his songs are burnt deep in my mind
and for the rest of my days I'll remember
this young heart that has left life behind…
from a young age he dazzled and wowed us
brought colour and life to us all
his music was our music forever
each song we would hear his soul call…
now he sleeps with the Angels while resting
but his music we'll still hear every day
it will be as though he is still with us
…as though he never went away.
 







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