I miss you dear,
I do not feel you near.
My heart it aches,
It pounds, as if to break.
My hands reach out,
But nothing, just doubt.
You are not here,
You are not near,
I miss you, dear.
I miss you dear,
I do not feel you near.
My heart it aches,
It pounds, as if to break.
My hands reach out,
But nothing, just doubt.
You are not here,
You are not near,
I miss you, dear.
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