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Goodbye.
Goodbye my lover,
my foe, my friend.
As we discover
when stories end,
that love and loss
is bittersweet.
When fates do cross
and strangers meet,
we're living all
on borrowed time.
A funeral toll
or wedding chime
is all the same,
if you think it through.
You call my name,
I reach for you
in this long
and lonely night.
We both were wrong.
We both were right.
So let me be
my joy, my pain.
And cry for me
and love again.
We'll soon discover
broken hearts do mend
Goodbye my lover,
my foe, my friend.