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Elijah Corbeau Aug 2014
All good things come to an end,
We live with lives so fleeting
We ask our questions, find our answers
As to our end of meetings

And chasing, we spiral down
A course of simple leavings
When we lose our way, we find today
As the meaning we’ve been seeking

For moment to moment, step to step
It is our path that we will follow
And though we doubt, we must believe
Happiness will be there Tomorrow.

— The End —