For what she is about to loose...©

She sheds a tear for what she is about to lose,
Reality won’t fade away,
The memories will never depart,
Everything seems changed.

She remembers those days,
Where we were all so naive,
Now she sheds a tear,
To the fate she receives.

She looks forward to what will be,
No more spontaneity,
Planned to precision,
They both will be.

Enough room for a desk,
Too much room between,
As the memories unveil,
It all seems obscene.

She I will miss you.

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