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May 2013
Goodbye this world of blue and green,
and its four corners I've not seen,
good people far and in between,
still searching for forgotten dreams.

Goodbye my family and friends,
unwittingly repeating trends,
the childish banter never ends,
when leaders fail to make amends.

Goodbye the things that I will miss,
the scent of grass, a loved one's kiss,
I choose to cross the great abyss,
with memories to reminisce.

So goodbye Earth before you're dead,
I'll leave this land for pastures red,
with hopes and dreams that fill my head,
I'll start a new life there instead.
Chris Thomas
Written by
Chris Thomas  Wales
(Wales)   
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