The case got cold as I got old but your still out there somewhere.
No closer to truth than at the start.
We cannot forget you either.
So every day, near three decades now
We hope to get the answer
Birthdays came and birthdays went
All without your laughter
Heavy hearts prevail most days
For your sweet life there is no respite
But to carry a ball and chain
Seeking justice in solitude and darkness
Unseen
In the gloom we are not alone
So many there like us
Lives un-lived looking for the lost
Cast adrift
And it’s heartless.
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