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Saying good bye is never easy, It's actually pretty painful, It is something that will never really settle, Like a piece of you is missing, But you got to keep your head up high,
Emotions held in, Tight, but pinned, Tears want to fall, But can't be seen, at all. The balloons held in our hands, The memories, they dance, Let go, the balloons fly,
  I got up this morning, curled my hair.   On a Sunday! I wish it were for church.   But I can’t begin to tell of the despair,   The loss, the sad, or the hurt.      
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