Extinction

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The last of its kind!
The last of this type of person in my life,
The last of the filth, the ill-willed,
The last time I see the soles of your shoes,
Walking all over me!
I was just time,
It finally ran out on you,
I was just space,
An ornament,

A keepsake of your better days.

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