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Jun 2019
I'll never lose the gift you gave to me
a life that makes living worthwhile
and though it hurts me to know
I somehow let you down
the memory of you still makes me smile
Oh, it hurts—
but I manage a smile

Unfolding your letters to silently read
of the easy and hard times we knew
sometimes they can make me
believe that I could cry
although that's something I no longer do
Oh, it hurts—
but I can't cry for you

At night here by the lake
you know I find my peace
on this bench by the water's dark edge
and lately I've had time
to finally realize
that losing a lover never hurt
like losing a friend
will19008
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