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Nevermind the betrayal,

Nevermind the denial,

He is gone,

Gone, gone.

All those years,

All those hungry and thirsty days,

All those sleepless nights,

Forgotten boats, empty ledgers,

So much dust.

Signs and miracles and voices,

People and bread and fish,

Singing people, branches waiving,

Singing whips, crown of thorns.

Beaten, bloodied, broken, defiled,

Hung on a tree, ridiculed, insulted, degraded,

Or, so I am told.

Now eleven, so much with Him,

Nothing without Him,

He is gone,

Now what?