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brief message while leaving |
| I’m sorry It appears it has become the time of leaving Sadly not fitting into the plan A different plane awaits Losing the capability to stay Know that you were always adored Making of the every sunrise Sadness from the night’s separation Earth time has been ups and downs Full of smiles along with many of frowns Tears will arrive soon There will be many Time is moving through the universal hour glass As to the sadness will eventually squeeze through the tiny opening Anxiety is taking the mind Or is it separation anxiety No signs of a guide for the new place Bewildered thoughts starts to race With a soft whisper Remainder of the breath your name will be the last |