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There are things and people we lose, yet we can pretend that they are not gone some times. |
| My mind’s cinema, Memories playing. It has been a while, Years gone in passing. Yet, I remember. All those golden days, Sharing our laughter In so many ways. A smile lit my life. A touch thrilled my heart. Together as one, Yet lost when apart. I rewind the film, Not seeing the end. That happiness lost, So, I must pretend. |
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