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Jul 2019
But now I must let you go
For my sanity and yours
I must leave what was and find what is
You must find what is.
What’s done s done
We’ve had our run
Were undone at most incomplete
This sadness lingers far too long
And this anger festered way to long
Written by
Honey
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