274/365: Our Stories Know When

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Maybe our stories,
in the end,
say goodbye to us.
We don't close the books
or give them up.
They are already waving to us
from their rearview mirrors.
They are the ones
that walked away.
They know better than us
when to leave
and when to stay the night,
when to play hard love
and when to stop the fight.

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