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"I remember late night phone calls,
Of nights spent under the moon.
Looking back, it was over
Just a little bit too soon.

I remember old text messages,
Of you talking about life.
Looking back on my replies,
It cuts me like a knife.

I still think of you daily,
In love, I continue to fall.
You know I'll always be waiting,
So, baby, give me a call." - miranda j.

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