As the golden grains seep through,
The waves arrive to carry them away,
Amongst the grains was a wild Pearl,
That I wished would stay.
As the flowers in the garden wilted,
They brought Nyx into the day,
Amongst the flowers was a red Rose,
That I wished would stay.
As the birds flew away with the wind,
The glowing sun lost its ray,
Amongst the birds was a Nightingale,
That I wished would stay.
As the people left for the Asphodel Fields,
I was left drowning in disarray,
Amongst the people was my James,
That I so wished would stay.
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