Aubade, love song about the parting of lovers at dawn
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Aubade
What is it we love
Who can say
When we love everything
As far as the eye can see
Even to the far side of the world
And yet you chose to leave
That morning
In no way different than
Any other morning
And yet
Your leaving
Made that morning
The darkest ever
And so from that moment on
I search for you
I long for you
I remember your kiss
Against my will
I was forced to say
Goodbye that last time
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