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Before I go,
Lets have one last look
Filing away painful memories
Trying, struggling
With the past that we've tangled,
Weaved together so tightly
Suddenly cut by unforgiving metal.
What a strange feeling--being away from something you've been with
For what seems like forever and a day
Now the words are biting
Filled with lonliness and need
We're helping each other build a wall to
Divide us
I take back everything I said.
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