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Don’t go
You can’t
Because we aren’t ready
To say goodbye
You are good
You are
Everything that is youth
Everything that is
Unfinished
Oh how sunsets burn
And how the waves crash
The ends are brilliantly sad
Frightfully unexpected
We don’t want to speak of you in
Past tense
You are young
Not were
You live freely
Not lived
We want you here
Living with us
Growing with us
Because we haven’t even
Reached our adulthood
We haven’t even reached eighteen
We will miss you
Because its all we know to do
We will cry
Because its all we can do
What else do we do
When nothing makes sense
And then
If nothing else
We will keep you
(Your memory)
Close to our hearts
So that when it beats
So does your memory
So does your goodness
Flowing through our veins
As a reminder
That even those unfinished
Can be taken home

Goodbye Clinton



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