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Nov 30
I miss you
god, here  it is.
now, at last
it’s been said
out loud
no words
no rhymes
can describe
how much I miss you
or
who I am
without you
or
the fact
that
I miss you
here it is
out loud
at last
I miss you
now it’s said.
Written by
Frances Raeburn  F/London
(F/London)   
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   Maybelater2
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