“Ellie, Ellie, where is my Ellie?”
She took eternal form don’t be forlorn
Reality don’t stop for you young man
Reality don’t stop no matter your plan
Down to the grave to atone
365 and raise a monument of stone
The tears flow and yet the earth turns
They all go on and yet your soul burns
A righteous mother leaves the land
And still the resurrected don’t stand
Risen from the dust from which you came
To return once more but not the same
Embrace your mortality and you’ll escape fatality
Live divinely live genuinely your moment here is timely
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