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Jan 2014
You may be gone, but you're still here
You're the first rays of sunshine I see in the morning
You're the coffee that wakes me up in the morning
You're the colours of the vivid flowers that grow outside
I see you in everything wonderful, while I know you don't see me at all
Written by
sempiternal  Canada
(Canada)   
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