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It's really hard,
day by day, without your face smiling at me. It's really hard, day by day, to watch you slip farther from my reach. It's really hard, day by day, to have you fade away. I'm beginning to forget. It's really hard, day by day, to look at you and know you're already gone. It's really hard, day by day, remembering what was, knowing it's gone forever.
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