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The crossroads of goodbye

As I stand here at the crossroads of goodbye,I stand and reminisce on your briliant, shining life.
I think about the lives you’ve left behind, and the tears I have left to cry.
This is where we say goodbye, at the stop sign of tears, the glory of heavens gate for you, and the yealding of our togetherness, untill a long time.
I sit at these crossroads and cry.

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