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As I write this poem thinking of you
You will always be my perfect view
A view that I will never erase
A person that I will never replace

As I see you walk towards the door
Memories of you and I came back once more
As I shed a tear seeing you leave
I hated the fact that I couldn't do anything
To stop you from leaving me
                     
-A.B.

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