Standing
at the ferry terminal
Listening
to the waves ringing
Kissing
the shores with splashes
The
eagles fly high to its own
The
taxi drivers wait
The
tourists arrival from the cruise
Hoping
to get business
But
organized tours all packaged in
The
windy wind whirring in my ears
The
years passed through so quickly
Time
to go and take a bow
Let
the waves salute the goodbye
It's
my time to go
The
last look of the island
Home
for many years
It
will ink in my memory
The
eagles fly
In
the sky of bright sky
I
will be a long time
If
ever I return to the island
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