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A dozen of her most
Tender kisses
Were planted
On his soft, slender lips
Tears were shed from her eyes
As he saluted the crowd
And looked back at her
One last time
Before he had to
Go
They held her back
As she reached out for him
Calling his name
Crying
Sobbing
Hurting
He turned around and
Boarded the plane
Equipment in hand
A single tear
Ran down his face
And he wondered
If he would ever see
Her again