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Grandma's rocking chair
Swayed to an invisible breeze
It's soft creak, wept forlorn tears
Swayed to an invisible breeze
It's soft creak, wept forlorn tears
Gently sobbing, and laughing
as she slowly lost her mind
Lost in the pain of her memories
Alone in her darkened room
She reaches out to the emptiness
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