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Oct 2015
You’re a drop of permanence
Left as a stain

I knew it was coming
I held on by a thread
Waiting for time to cut you loose

I want to promise myself
That this won’t last

I want to promise you
That it can still be us

Somewhere in a distant place
That it will let us be
Patty Nieberg
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Patty Nieberg
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