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| to see you, when i wake up is a gift i didn't think could be real. to know that you feel the same as i do is a three-fold utopian dream. you do something to me that i can't explain. so would i be out of line, if i said i miss you. i see your picture i smell your skin on the empty pillow next to mine. you have only been gone ten days but already i'm wasting away. i know i'll see you again, whether far or soon. but i need you to know, that i care and i miss you. |
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