Udo Friedel

Remembering all the good times.

Inside out

Get used to grief my friend

for ones it calls

it does not take its leave

an unwanted guest

but a guest nonetheless

and a guest

we must receive.

Get used to grief my friend

for ones its with you

it sticks like the sea to the shore

the folks who grief

get no reprieve

just the learning

to live ones more.

Get used to grief my friend

for when it arrives

it won`t be escorted out

so usher it in

let the grief win

it`s love

turned inside out.

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