It's a mystery to me
Is that how it should be ?
We took a simple walk,
To have a little talk.
We were happy and full of life,
He was preparing to take a wife
Exuberant and free,
Enjoying each other's company.
In a week he'd be wed.
In a moment, he was dead.
Was there some divine decree ?
Why him and why not me ?
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