the only one who ever loved me doesn’t love me anymore.
It is as if
he's there but not for long
he's leaving, may it be
a rainy day
a stormy night
may it be
his last salute
it is as if
he is turning to his duty
he's going off to war
and leaving me behind.
his country before his darling.
good luck, so long, and good night.
Don’t forget me.
Just please, don’t forget me.
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