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Mar 2020
I’m leaving you here
At our sleepy harbor dock
The place we used to drink and talk
Our faces lit by moon
But I’ll forget you soon
Please drift off down the river now
So I won’t be reminded how
Your laughter lit the night
Float gently out of sight
Written by
La Nómada  32/F/Shambala
(32/F/Shambala)   
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