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last but not least

 

the last page has been
turned

the last story has been
told

the last concerto played
out

the last hours of the day
slip away like an avalanche
thundering down a
steep hill

the last drink,
drunk

the last smoke,
smoked

the last laugh,
laughed

the last love,
loved

the last sunset escapes
the eyes

the last

the last

the last

no matter how beautiful
the beginning

in the end there is only
the last

the last for
me

the last for
you

the last for
everything
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