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Oct 2013
My heart is aching I am physically weak
Here I lie not wanting to sleep
My mouth is dry my throat is sore
When I close my eyes you’re always there
I get up at night to open the door
Yet when I open my eyes you walk through the walls
There will always be a place deep in my heart
For you to share
If only you knew
I really do care
Written by
Bhajan S Aulak  Leamington Spa
(Leamington Spa)   
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