Wednesday, 30 April 2014

Farewell

Well this is it. The End. Today's final prompt was to write a farewell poem. I must have been feeling psychic yesterday because I kind of did that for day 29. I've said too many goodbyes lately so I kept this one brief.

See ya


 Bye then
mind how
you go

 I'll miss
NaPo
WriMo

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