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Drinking my coffee,

trying to remember.

... your voice

... your touch

... your laughter.

As I sit,

looking out our window.

You come back to me.

Deep from my heart.

You gave me a squeeze.

... why

... why

Have you left me.

Drinking my coffee,

looking out our window.

Still I am looking,

for answers.

... why

... why

Have you gone?


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