a poem about appreciation for something that once was

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you're no longer here
whether it be in my mind, heart, or phone
however there is still a small part of me
that still remembers your presence,
your voice,
your touch,
your name

however i've accepted that you'll stay with me for a bit
no matter how far we've grown apart
not because i miss you,
but because you just happened to be with me
when i needed someone most.

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