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Sharing one last
knowing look
As we relax
our final grip
Close our book
of fragile pages
Let our long-held
future slip
Sleep filled eyes
one final dream
Take that finish line
at speed
No luggage left
to recollect
Restraints and
shackles freed
No longer held by
sense of duty
Sailing through
that closing door
What once was passed
Now gone at last
In one last tidal roar
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