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May 2015
It's days like this especially that I miss you being here.
Running around the city with my family.
It feels as though something's missing without you here.
Without even being able to talk about you.
Or tell you the random things that occur.
I keep seeing so many things that remind me of you.
I just can't help feeling like this entire day is wrong.
Because...
You're not here.
Beth Decisions
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