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I thought of you the other day,
saw your face and kindly laughed.
Remembering how we used to play,
and cried at the times now passed.
The clock ticks, and tocks.
But strangely with no sound.
There is a timely silence,
now that you are not around.
My heart aches and cries,
but strangely without a tear.
There is a brutal loneliness,
now that you are not here.
Do you ever think of me,
see my face and kindly smile?
Lose yourself in my memory,
and linger on the thought awhile?
© Pagan Paul (2016)
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