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Doe (Other) by OneFingerAnswer No candles at your vigil
No one at your wake
No one was at your side
And so no one cried
That little girl didnât dance any more
Her only shaking was in her hands
Notes didnât move her feet
Under that head hung in defeat
No flowers on your grave
No name on the stone
No one came around
As they put you in the ground
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