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Aug 2016
You thought a woman is why I left
You were right about that
You know her well
But not as well as I do

You said I am living in darkness
That is why I now see the light
What shines at night is brightest
It once burned inside of you

How it flew away I’ll never know
What taunts us is our past
The memory softens with time
Each setting sun makes it true

Soon the price will be paid
The blood we shed is dry
The end is the pain of birth
Forgiveness is how we make life new
Mark Lecuona
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