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| I can see him there before me But I am alone I can hear his voice in my ear But it is silent His scent fills my nostrils But he is gone He was here sith me Once upon a long-ago fairy tale time But I still feel his presence, see him before me hear his loving voice smell his cologne For even though I am alone and it is silent and he is gone He will forever occupy my mind Heather Dawn Morrison age 14 |
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