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Feb 2
Don't you have to know?
I still don't understand why you had to go.

Was it to soon, or was I too late?
Our love kept on spinning like the threads of fate
I've been here as long now as I was away
And our hearts were aching for that very day,
Until it had arrived and my feet touched the ground
Suddenly you darling, just were not around.

But what I don't understand is why you'd just go,
It all was for something...don't you have to know?
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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