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May 2016
There's no doubt;
By any chance I'd see you again
Walking by the street or by the one you love,
That waves would churn where the sea is calm
This time not by the hopes of having you back,
Maybe, just maybe of the jolt
That comes with the sight of what once was home
That has now become a distant abode

By all means, I'm letting you go
—HM
HM
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