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Blake Canning Nov 2015
Of all the lands I've roamed till now,
I find my love in these
In the voices that I've come to know
Floating gently as the breeze

So calm and clear, the waters now
Of my restless crashing soul
To you, my friends, I give my heart
Which you all so kindly stole

For all the times we've lost ourselves
And been saved along the way
May we raise a glass for the times we've spent
Growing fonder every day

As grains of sand within that glass
Fall slowly to an end
There'll be no time I leave unspent
With the greatest of my friends

So as long as you are on my mind
I will keep you in my heart
At each journey's end there are more to come
Just waiting for their start

— The End —