I never stood beside him.
Nor did my eyes ever meet his.
But when I heard he was gone—
forever, yesterday—
a strange sadness fell upon me,
like dusk after the sun has set.
One soul less in the world,
and silence filled the void.
We will never see him again.
His voice and face are lost to us,
like an old photograph of the beloved
set quietly aflame.
Listen, World 🌏 ⭐️🧚♀️ 
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