It wasn't all we hoped for,
But that is still okay.
We might have journeyed nowhere,
But still made a friend along the way.
Someday I'll see you again
And replace those last words.
No need to retrace our steps,
Let's leave the crumbs for the birds.
Until the next crosswinds my friend,
Follow where the wind goes.
Moving on doesn't mean forgetting,
It's just forward's all it knows.
So I'll pack up my memories
And fold things we'll never know;
Save them for a rainy day and
Now it's time to hit the road.
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