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5:00 PM
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I don't know how to thank him..
To show how much it means..
That he's still here beside me,
On the other side of the screen.

I don't know how to write,
When it's not about the pain.
When it's not about the hurt,
When not placing the blame..

I don't know what to say..
to show him it's ok..
To show him that I'm here..
At least for today..

I don't know how to tell him
When I'm writing all these lines,
That I hope he's alright-
That I hope he's doing fine.

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