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Jan 2018
It’s been so long
The distance begs
To be traveled on
By weary legs
I rise again
But do not flinch
I cannot stand
To move an inch
Nothing waits
If I go back
I am too late
It’s time I lack
You made your choice
And I made mine
Quiet your voice
I think it’s time
I’ll give you up
You’ll let me go
Begin to cut
The ties we know
I’ve come not for
The love we shared
So wait no more
The end is here.
Written by
     diary, Busbar Dancer and Mack
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