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Gone, but not really

by sempiternal

You may be gone, but you're still here You're the first rays of sunshine I see in the morning You're the coffee that wakes me up in the morning You're the colours of the vivid flowers that grow outside I see you in everything wonderful, while I know you don't see me at all
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