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The day ends  leaving a bit of hue          and all I can think about is you.          I'm so lost that I can't hear any noise.  But I can hear your voice                        calling my name.                                                                                                            Can feel your presence around me.
I wish you were here                                and those thoughts were real.              And we could live in the moment,        sitting next to each other.

And that's how my days pass                wondering about you,                              cherishing the memories that we've made through.                                          Do you feel like I do?

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