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Dec 2024
There are no more years with which to play
No more months to just idle away
Not much more time for things I should say
Besides, they won't listen anyway.

And so now the white flag will be
flown
As I take my leave to the unknown
Some marble placed and a flower thrown
In place of a love I've never known.
deanena tierney
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deanena tierney  47/F
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