People
There are a lot you will meet
But few will remain
Friends, foes, or in between
You'll love, loathe or be mean
Thanks for the memories
I will forever keep
In my heart, in my soul
In a place that is safe from the unseen
This is not goodbye yet
That's far, far away I bet
Im saying thank you, to you
Its nice to know
I'm not an island in an ocean
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