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Gone

All the time,
That will pass,
Never fine,
Broken Glass.

All the hurt,
All the pain,
On alert,
Keep me sane.

Best of friends,
So much trust,
To the end,
It’s a must.

Now you leave,
Icy tears,
I must grieve,
Do repairs.

Now you’re gone,
Faraway,
I move on,
In dismay.

Up’s and down’s,
Always here,
Spin around,
I’m held dear.

By the one,
You protest,
Yes he won,
The final test.

When you ran,
He was here,
Better man -
He was near.

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