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Aug 2015
Now
Let's celebrate the ending, you're leaving,
the bonds you're bending, bonds conceiving.
Deceivingly easily yet not at all,
please tell me you're going to call
some time, somewhere in a hotel in France
where we'll share a first and last,
a chance to change the past.

It's strange how I, I know.
It's strange how you, we know.
Just go.
Normandy
Daan
Written by
Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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