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my departure is calling me

his outstretched hands cradle my fears

accepting tomorrows that will never be

and asks for my final prayers…

kiss me with lips goodbye

and for those i leave behind

can I stand still in your memory

can I be the north star in your sky

can i be a beacon in your lost ocean

can i still be your lullaby

i promise to rest in time

if this flawless ending is kind

kiss me with lips goodbye

and i made departure mine