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Sep 2013
It's been about 8 years
8 years since you've been gone
I know too well now that everyone dies
Everyone goes
Everyone says their final goodbye
Everyone takes their last breath
And are out of our sights
But when you died I was 6
I was a foolish little kid
I thought goodbyes never lasted that long
I thought that goodbyes couldn't last 8 years
And on
Gwen Johnson
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Gwen Johnson  Minnesota
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