When I go...I'm gone
Never to return
Looking far over the horizon
Why would I ever want to turn...
Back...again?
Though the friendships that were won
Would make me stop to wonder
Am I leaving matters undone?
Perhaps...maybe?
But I shall never know
My bags are already loaded
As I'm preparing myself to go
Oh why...the rain
Is coming down so hard
Is this a woeful omen
Or is this city now scarred
I love...you all
But it's time for a change
As I gave you all I got
I've slowly become deranged
The final..farewell
Meditation ascertained
Space is needed to gain knowledge
Unadulterated and unconstrained...
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