What hurts most??
I'd say I know you pretty well by now. I know for a fact when I leave in August you are going to find someone to take my place... someone to fill that void. But what you will not see is the fact that is what will hurt me the most
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Unchanged, they're where you always will belong.
The crowd is never gone, the pleasure stays,
The music of the moment always plays,
The time remains a field of wistful grace
To which you may return from anyplace.
Of course, you may still know them later on
When you are someone else and years have run;
And you may love them dearly, and they you,
But time must make their friendship something new.
Meanwhile, flourishing within your heart
There is a whole, of which you were a part:
A group of friends, one in love and pain,
In whom your longing comes alive again.
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