Close your eyes,
and open your heart,
to the feelings that died,
while we've been apart.
Remember the way,
that we felt together?
Happiness reigned,
throughout all kinds of weather.
There's no denying,
our passion was flying.
But when terrorists took over,
our passion did smoulder.
Looking back,
I would do it again.
Despite the way the picture,
develops in the end.
So, you've moved on,
that's fine, I can deal.
Just don't forget the memories,
that have built up over the years.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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