Traces of my travel you can see
I am here at last, I see you smile
But my countenance lack glee
The man whom you bid farewell
And the man who now returns
The stark difference you can tell
Only in you the flame still burns
You walked away, I said nothing
I thought too deep for too long
I knew I was losing everything
Yet I knew I had to be strong
'You let go when you can't hold on
Even if you know you can't live on'
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