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Nov 2014
Goodbye again.
I really need to go.

You will not miss me.
I will feel a knife in my heart.

I am leaving once again.
You say something amazing.

Once again I am pulled back to you.
Like a bird is eventually pulled back to earth.
Does that make you my world?
Or just my hell?
JES
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