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But like this !! was never imagined too I was afra

But like this !! was never imagined too I was afraid this day would come
when poetry leaves me
because love found me
I'm yet to write an eulogy for my dead grandmother,
as if she's not dead
I'm yet to write an eulogy for the senses I'm losing
as if my ears were a pair of socks and I lost one,
I'm yet to write an eulogy for a past that's fading,
But like this !! was never imagined too I was afraid this day would come
when poetry leaves me
because love found me
I'm yet to write an eulogy for my dead grandmother,
as if she's not dead
I'm yet to write an eulogy for the senses I'm losing
as if my ears were a pair of socks and I lost one,
I'm yet to write an eulogy for a past that's fading,