Wind please carry a message

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I remember your touch warm as fire.

I can remember your voice soft and calm.

I can remember my love for you strong as I can be.

I remember the places you would tell me about. As far as the minds eye would let me see.

I remember crying out for help, and seeing you.

But it's only memories, a time lost only in my mind.

I try to give that warm touch to others like you did for me.

I speak with a voice quiet and sweet.

I show people that it's okay to love still.

I tell the people of places I have never truly seen with my eyes,

but instead with me heart.

I listen to those who cry out for help and being there for them to see.

I do this to be closer to thee.

It started out with there being two and know there is only one.

I can't say it to your face beacause you are to far gone.

But I will whisper it to the wind in hopes that it will reach you.

"I still miss you."

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