It was a good run.
Too soon, now it’s over.
Coming to the end
Always seems the hardest part.
Reflection makes it easier.
Well, somewhat anyway.
It’s never really easy
To mend a broken heart.
Gone now and forever,
Never to return.
Finding a far better place
To rest a troubled soul.
Leaving grieving tortured hearts
Who touched your magic world
To contemplate their future fate.
Sadly, letting go.
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