Was it three or was it four?

The answer is unknown. I saw you look back three times, and thought i caught a fourth. But when i looked back you were gone and so in a few moments was i.

Just another brief moment of happiness amongst the dross and the dreck.

Sad in parting, though surrounded by sun and not long til i see you again.

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