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Feb 2022
Yesterday I went to our old pub
The one we used to sit by the window
I had my usual
Saw the same old faces
They played the the same music
Everything was familiar
But one thing was missing...You
You were not next to me
That's when I realised
Am slightly hung over you.
Written by
Dru
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