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 Endings - Lorna Clarke

The final chord,

on a violin,

the last soft raindrop,

on a roof of tin,

 

A step, a stride,

to a well-earned race,

The final card,

as your sleeve shows the ace,

 

The last amber leaf,

that falls from the tree,

yes, endings are painful,

but they can set you free.

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