Michael
Avast, At last
So we come to the end of this
And I do not give a pint nor piss
What becomes of all these words
If ever spoken, shared or heard
The month is done, and so am I
At last this site will someday die
But the memories of passion in our heads
We carry 'til the day we're dead
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