Next II (Daughter)

I know you love him,
No picture,
Just  a frame,
And the shame,
You feel closely,
Will pass away.
A man can do so much,
But he cannot grasp,
When his reach falls short.
He is dying,
But once he touched,
And the world flew by.

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