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The time has come, Now we soar our own skies. This is our last promised goodbye. To the promised neverland now we go will we meet again?  You never know. Time which once harmonized our memories, Has now become the master median. Making fun of our emotions, What a ****** comedian. We part our ways, leaving us behind. But our memories will always linger in my mind. Farewell my friend for this is the end, Of our friendship which once was a trend. In the end I'll say one more thing That my tears aren't petty, in harmony they sing. Sing the songs of our conquered skies. But now it's time for the promised goodbye.
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Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 8:12 PM UTC
The Promised Goodbye
The time has come, Now we soar our own skies. This is our last promised goodbye. To the promised neverland now we go will we meet again?  You never know. Time which once harmonized our memories, Has now become the master median. Making fun of our emotions, What a ****** comedian. We part our ways, leaving us behind. But our memories will always linger in my mind. Farewell my friend for this is the end, Of our friendship which once was a trend. In the end I'll say one more thing That my tears aren't petty, in harmony they sing. Sing the songs of our conquered skies. But now it's time for the promised goodbye.
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Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 8:12 PM UTC
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