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Smiles of yesterday brings forth tears,
Years of memories stream down my face.
Being away from you is like being separated
from myself,
Another day lost to time,
Moments taken hold of by the past.
Eyes growing weary, seeking that which is gone.
Questioning the existence of things we once knew,
Why?
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