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Good bye Augustine. Good bye. You said youd write to me, but you do not know how to write. Lying is all that you know, and maybe even that is a lie. I cannot be sure where we shall land, my sweet sweet Augustine, we cannot be sure what we shall become. This wind is mighty strong, and my wings cannot flap beside you anymore. You say we shall meet again, i doubt it. Why should we meet again if we are to part? And why should we part, if we shall meet again? No Augustine, i say good bye, or good riddance would be more apt. Good bye my sweet Augustine, the wine had been sweet, and the laughter while i danced in the air was good, and my bent wing proves i learned more than i seem. No Augustin, good bye is the word i need. I have not the strength to go back the plane i once knew, and the wind is against me at this time. Good bye Augustine, thou i shall never call you friend again. Good bye, we shall never meet. This is the road we took. Though, my friend Augustine, you are gone for good, and we shall never meet again, i shall be hoping that we could be friends at another plane, and forget our frie...pangit.lolz