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From my memories, far in the past,
A thought emerges and it comes fast,
On this morning, so dark with rain.
Memories that evolved, both pleasure and pain,
Of lost adventures, with people I've known.
Some no longer here; some have flown,
To another career and wonderful time,
That makes me happy, with bliss, sublime,
For my friends, now down to a few,
I bid you farewell and say adieu.