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Mar 2019
You are stuck in my thoughts

As the clouds turn gray
And the day's feel long
I find myself missing you
Like a feeling that didn't yet belong.

Behind every noise
A eco of your laughter
Like a sound that didn't yet belong.

Behind every sight
A glimpse of your beauty
Like a vision that didn't yet belong.

As the cloud's turn gray
And the days feel long
I find myself thinking of you
Falling for you
Like a dream,
I want you to belong.
Written by
CharlesRudd
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