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Jul 2015
These days,
they aren't the same
not without your smile
held to such acclaim
These nights,
they aren't the same
not without your warmth
burning like a flame
And this season,
it never felt so cold
never quite the same
without you to here hold
Mitch Prax
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Mitch Prax  32/M/Australia
(32/M/Australia)   
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