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The hardest part I recall
In leaving you
Was those final stairs
Up and away
From the beach where we met
And wandered so long
Hand in hand

Now distant
My hands are free
To find another love and another time
But those stairs will haunt me
With the loss of promise
And the realisation
Of regret

(c) Helen Valentina 2016