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Sunday, February 1, 2009

End of the road

It isn't here that this opened
Nor is it here that it will close.
It isn't here that you joined me on my path.
Or started on your own
And it isn't here that the journey ends.
Mine will, someday, near here
But not near you
See, you aspire to greater things
You'll reach heights I'll never see
And that will be okay.
Everything's as it's meant to be.

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