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Good-bye

Dream of future, ghost of past,
Gone forever, awake at last;
There's no tomorrow, yesterday's gone,
Realize this truth, don't be a pawn.

Gone tomorrow, once dear friend,
Your hope was false, offered no end;
You to yesterday's siren song,
Love's soft memory, dead so long.

Once you see, you're always here,
Need not move, and have no fear;
Live as you are, love where you're at,
Nothing and nowhere better than that.

© 2018 by Richard Hay and Gabi Hay

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