On saying goodbye ...
"It is the evening of the days
Where we have chosen to remain.
And while you hurt with all that pain,
The stars will kiss your pretty face.
Come away with me today.
Everything should be okay.
Fill you pockets while you pray.
With some to eat and some to save.
Nobody has to stay,
But we wish they would anyways."
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