30.08.2015

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It's time to leave.

I hope it's fine, that you're not mad at me.

This year your waves were kind,

You knew something was up with me.

You hugged me tight before I left and I kissed your shore goodbye.

A million stars will light your sea,

And sing you lullabies,


And all that, 

In my name.


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