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ANTOSH _Zevin. Oct. 30, 1992 Nov. 7, 1997. Years have passed, And still my heartache grows. They say time heals, I know it doesn't. It only gives me strength To hide my tears inside. For as I turn away from friends, My face is washed with tears. Your memories flood my heart, The Northern Lights, The crisp autumn leaves, Your empty jacket hanging from a hook. I close my eyes and wonder, Are you there, my Zevin, As my arms reach out And hug the air. All our love, Mama, Andrian, Zane, Azaria, Ivan. Published in the Saskatoon StarPhoenix on 11/7/2009