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Feb 2014
A tight hug, tearful farewell.
I hope fate conspires for us to meet again.

Six years isn't a short time
six hours a day was never long enough.

I will miss you
like the cold skin misses your touch.

I will smoke rings of memories around you
till Saturn pines for you.

A tight hug.
I will never let you go.
For X 'I' and the lives we leave behind.
rained-on parade
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rained-on parade  Sheffield, England
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