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Mar 2013
Sometimes, only sometimes,
I can still feel you laying next to me
In the grass
Holding my hand.

Sometimes,
I can still hear your
Soft whispers in my ears.

Sometimes,
But only sometimes,
I let myself remember
Our good times.

And sometimes I miss you.
But
Only sometimes.
Sadie
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