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Sitting behind all these books with the Sun softly touching my shoulder.
Shy piano tunes knocking on the doors of my soul.

I have done it - I have truly loved.
I have given freedom to the only one I have ever loved.
I let that person go.
Standing on a crowded street watching him smile and be free.

The hardest thing is to let go the one you love and let him be happy, because you know he's better off without you now.
I have let him go and he is happy.
I've stepped back. How many people can do that?
I buried my own selfishness, my own feelings and now he is happy.
Happy.

I'm saying goodbye, because I have given you the greatest gift - the gift of freedom.
I have given you myself and I shall remain locked in a chest on the bottom of the ocean for you. Always.

Goodbye my .. fire, my hopeless dream.