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Everytime I come home I find myself calling you Mom When you were long gone. The music which you always play I can't bear to lisent it Your room brings too much memory That I can't help but embrace it in my heart Lemon tea, hot cocoa, ice cream and shrimp dumplings. I made them just for you But you didn't try it Because you were long gone And I still thought you were here with me The house is just empty and silent
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Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 5:12 AM UTC
Empty
Everytime I come home I find myself calling you Mom When you were long gone. The music which you always play I can't bear to lisent it Your room brings too much memory That I can't help but embrace it in my heart Lemon tea, hot cocoa, ice cream and shrimp dumplings. I made them just for you But you didn't try it Because you were long gone And I still thought you were here with me The house is just empty and silent
Everything feels so empty
Oaki
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M/Meadow
Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 5:12 AM UTC
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