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Aug 2015
(dedicated to the ones we have loved and the ones left behind)

We talked often about the rest of our lives
And where we would be when we turn 65.

Kept thinking that times won't ever change
And things would all ways be the same.

But we won't be coming back when this year ends
We need to heal and make amends.

'Cause we're off in a different direction
And will adjust to our situation.

So if there is something important you need to say
Better speak it now because there won't be another day.

As dates arrive, I'll remember the times we had together
And as life changes come whatever, you will have a place in my heart    forever.

We will move on and may not slow down
But the memories will play like a movie with no sound.

We will think about tomorrow but not like now.
We will survive out there. We will make it somehow.

I keep thinking that this is not a goodbye
'Cause the past is a shadow that makes me sigh.

The past is done, won't forget it.

The future is yet to come, planning for it.

The present is now, leaning on it.
Written by
janet chavarria
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