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With gratitude to “eddieedgar“ for his invaluable help All our meetings are paired with ensuing goodbyes. Quiet and sad is the rill by a lone amber pine, Diffident powder's enshrouding the coalss of the fire - Everythings over, the time for departure is nigh. Hearts desire mine, Sunlight of the forest, Whereabouts next time Will I run across you? Tents folded up their wings - their flight is complete. Seeker of partings, a plane has already spread wings. Slowly the gangplank is backing away, off the ship. Looks like a fissure is gaping between us, indeed. Hearts desire mine, Sunlight of the forest, Whereabouts next time Will I run across you? Don't solace me - spare your words and stop wasting your time. If I located that rill by a lone amber pine, If all a sudden a fire should light through the mist, Fancy, if, close to the fire, be waiting for me Hearts desire mine, Sunlight of the forest, Whereabouts next time Will I run across you?
