On one starless dark night
I can remember us sitting by the stairs
Giving each other evil glares
Talking and laughing about random stuff
I can remember the black hooded guy
Who kept on coming closer that you had to shoo away
The wine and the food adventure that you took me too
and how we always stayed up by the fountain till the morning light showed
And it brings me sadness knowing that those days are gone
For you have flown away
To a little island in the far south east...
Will we ever have more time or will the clock stop ticking altogether ?
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