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upon this cold stone
 lies the sweet memory
of a man I did call
one Keith Martin Lee

all e're I believed
no more than a dream
for he was never
that which he seemed

so now I do know
 from begining to end
not one single day
was he ever my friend

for friendship I hoped
It was but in vain
for he ne'er gave me anything
save for endless pain

so here at the end
as I set all hope free
and set now a course
much better for me

I still do not loathe him
but do wish him quite well
though he never cared
this I can surely tell

As I sail away now
for my sweet destiny
he'll ne'er know the magic
of that which was me

By Janice Kimball

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