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Sep 2016
And so she leaves, what we were behind
And somehow expects me not to mind.
We weren't together but I'm still not fine
In this world, where she's not mine.
From all our plans, she walked away,
And now I'm alone, on this bleakest day.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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