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Feb 2013
No one knows what it's like
to truly be lost
to truly be lost in space
space of which was your home
I don't know whether to miss you
or to erase you
All I know is how much I care
and that the thought of you gone
is too much to bare
I wish you were simple
I wish I were simple too
But now I'm just surviving in the big old blue
without a paddle
without a boat
Without you
K I R A
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K I R A
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