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This may sound terribly cliche, But I really must say, Before I met you, my life was a cold, ashen, grey. There was something so painfully missing, A shade, a colour, a hue? And so I scoured and searched for a clue to find what was askew. The answer was simple, I was just missing you.
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 1:33 PM UTC
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This may sound terribly cliche, But I really must say, Before I met you, my life was a cold, ashen, grey. There was something so painfully missing, A shade, a colour, a hue? And so I scoured and searched for a clue to find what was askew. The answer was simple, I was just missing you.
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 1:33 PM UTC
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