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VG E Bacungan Jun 2014
I am thinking of you day and night.
Every time you, my starting and ending sight.
But in the end all I can do is a parting sigh,
Whispering to the wind;
     I miss you . . .
              I love you . . .
                  Hope you'll have time.
I miss my baby so much. </3

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