(T. Lee)When I leave,will you even feel a void.When you leave,there will be cavescarved out of people.They’ll sing and dancein these cavesto try and fillall the hollowyou took with you. (OliviousMaximus)Time flies andyou’re still sequestered in my mind.Trapped and flusteredbecause i hold you dear,though you’re nowhere near.I fear that you’ve forgottenabout those past years,when your…