See you, at the end of the fork,
When our paths will meet again,
We don't know what lies ahead,
But really,
When I look back,
The path that we walked together,
Is full of flowers,
Blooming with memories.
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Author:
Qurra Ain (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: The hardest, and the saddest part is saying goodbye to the only people you want to keep by your side forever, never knowing when you'll see or be the same again.
- Category: Sad
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