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Sometimes I get lonely,
And thinking of you helps remind me,
That there was once a person
I cherished so very much
Who was always close in spirit.
And in distance.

But sometimes it hurts even more
To think of you.....
Your laugh, your glow
And to remember
How much I missed
Your gentle face
Your tender ways.....
Your presence in my life.

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