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Adieus
He has waited so long for his time to be heard;
But now he accepts its improbability.
She seems unreasonably consumed by a hate that can't be cured.
He plans a journey to a desolate graveyared of old dissapointments;
There he will bury his past in frozen ice, never to be seen again.
He will continue on, life has it's own predestined appointments.
He bids adieu to could have beens and to labels that never end;
He served his time yet remained hopeful beyond all common sense.
In other worlds he will not recognize her and they will not meet again
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Leonard Taormina
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