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Goodbye
I tore my throat screaming after loneliness.
She glided in military formation,
black dress dancing in the wind toward the hills.
On the precipice of falling out of sight,
she turned to wave goodbye
and a single tear invaded my cheek as she disappeared forever.
She glided in military formation,
black dress dancing in the wind toward the hills.
On the precipice of falling out of sight,
she turned to wave goodbye
and a single tear invaded my cheek as she disappeared forever.
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