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Jan 2019
I held you close, close to my heart,
But there, you were not meant to be

With the wind on the rise, and the turquoise skies,
You flew home, ‘‘twas me you would leave

I held you close, close to my heart,
But there, you were not meant to be
Written by
Sera Bullis
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