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I miss you
Don't want to say so Don't want to admit I miss you I think of you When I see my Contacts When I read old letters I think of you When I hear a song Or read my writes Of you You are a few A few that managed To melt the frost And call me out I miss you Persons I have never Met, never will Kept in my treasure box |
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nice lines
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This is so special for me Golden...TY baby!!
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