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Oct 2017
When I look around and don't see you there....
WhenΒ Β I ache inside to feel your touch...
When I wait to see if maybe you will call....
When I realize that you are no longer apart of me....
That is when my Tearful Eyes no longer can pretend.
Karen
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Karen  40/F/California
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