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Jul 2014
Let the embers die
there's no need to say goodbye
what's done, is done now
there are no more tears left for us to cry

the winds of change have blown
uprooting all that once held true
the final song and dance are almost over
yet letting go is still hard to do
Prodigal Son
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Prodigal Son
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