June 10, 2010
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I guess
When I was little
Good-bye wasn’t so bad
Or as bad
I didn’t know
I didn’t know what finite was
What it all meant,
The end

I guess
I must’ve thought
There would always be time
Some time
Somewhere somehow

But now it doesn’t feel that way
Shouldn’t it be a happy day
Is in some ways
In others there are tears
Salty, salty tears

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