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Click hereThere’s a place I go to be alone
Where my friends all sleep beneath silent stone
Where the grass is brown and the trees forebode
Where no one ages though all are old
A place where we remain opaque
A place you sleep but never wake
A place I come to vent my fear
Although I know no one can hear
A place where I feel that I belong
Among those who are long since gone
A place where I’ll not be mocked, or turned away
A place where I think I would like to stay
This place is where I’m at my best
A place where I can finally rest
Acceptance here is what I crave
This place is where I’ll make my grave
And hope one day I’ll see
That those who live will visit me
And not forget the love I’ve shown
To those I never met but have always known
But if you never come to see my stone
Do not feel bad for I’m not alone
I’ll be just one more within this place
A forgotten name, a forgotten face
And in this place where I come to roam
Is where I’ve finally found my home