Sometime's it is so hard to say goodbye,
with every word I want to cry.
To make you stay,
but there's no way.
Maybe some day,
near or far.
Ill find my way,
to where you are.
As for now,
I guess I'll stay.
And let us go our,
seperate way.
Just know this,
that you'll be missed.
Again and again,
like a true and good friend.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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