Shrouded by the gloom,
Of all the tragedy,
Which cracks the roads,
That pave the way to dreams,
Because so much talent is lost young,
But the rest of us must fight on,
So we will think of poor Amy,
And may her memory keep us strong,
Let's take their tragedy,
And mould it into something new,
So we live on to victory.
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