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Drop..Drop..Drop...
The rain falls as a candle flickers out,
people gathering as the memory begins to fade,
silence sadness as the world moves on,
Drop..Drop..Drop...
The rains wash away the thirst of sorrow,
As the people fade into the paths for which they walk,
And there lives are led so the world moves on,
Drop..Drop.Drop...
We all live our lives as best we can,
Before we drop ourselves into the void,
And the world moves on just as before,
Time the constant change as a must,
For The space that's lived through,
As we all fade into oblivion...