TPSFGBFLMFM:

Song

When you wrote to say adios, and muchas gracias
for leaving the smell of your hair on my pillow,
amiga
, what was once tethered inside of me
finally broke free, the great weight lifting,
my grand old heart let loose, lightly
drifting, some misgivings tugging
at the string, but Adios, amigo,
I say, and it goes smaller
and smaller away.

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