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Mar 2013
Neither of us, wanted to say goodbye.
Trying to be discrete.
All we do is sob and cry.
Tears roll down our swollen eyes.
Solid as concrete.
Our words isolate us from the streets.
My dear now is not the time.

Let it not be our last goodbye.
Written by
Micaela
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