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Goodbye.


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Once walked into a room

Only seeing plain detail to the naked eye

Circling around aimlessly

Looking for his tie.

 

Thinking about life

and all it's different strife

Done's his ironed shirt

Droppping any hurt.

 

Goodbye my friend, goodbye

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