The Temp

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How the time has gone by
It's time to say goodbye
and move on to my next adventure
I've enjoyed our days
But now we must part ways
Such is my chosen indenture
 
What the future shall hold
Can never truly be told
But of one thing I'm certain
As sure as rain
Our paths will meet again
Somewhere beyond the curtain
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