I moved away to forget you:
So far so not so good;
I crossed the oceans broad and blue
Still found I never could
Forget, but yet I built a house
And I called it my home:
It had a hearth, it had a bed
But it was never warm;
I walked for days, wandered the Earth
Still thinking that I could
Erase the thought of you, so far:
So far so not so good.
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