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Life is made up
of meetings and partings,
and although I am leaving,
I’ll never forget you.
You were my first love,
not to be forgotten,
even when the love is gone.
And although through the years
we’ll change
and grow,
I’ll always remember
your friendship,
and it’s never quite goodbye.