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Nov 2015
I look into your eyes
I see them answered
The streak of
Calmness that brings me down to earth
I miss your smell
I miss your care
I miss your touch
I miss your love
I want it back; but it's pretty clear
Your trips abroad left me in despair
Why do you leave me a stupid card about dispersion and about love?
I want to hear you say it; so I can remember
Written by
Debra Zebra
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