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7 months plus two more Leaves me standing alone on this shore Eighteen long walks without your voice Yet my head is still chaos of noise Twenty-seven times I have sat With no shared soda to make us fat Thirty-six boat rides with no windblown hair Forty-five nights that just don't care Fifty-four letters written with no reply Sixty-three shouts at the sky Seventy-two cuts on my skin Eighty-one thoughts that make my head spin Ninety times we looked like fools Singing along to 99 Red Balloons One hundred eight dreams I have had One hundred seventeen times told not to be sad One hundred twenty-six turns of my head One hundred thirty-five cold, lonely beds One hundred forty-four plays of that song One hundred unanswered phone calls One hundred sixty-two unsupported falls One hundred seventy-one drinks I have had One hundred eighty turnarounds have left me mad Two hundred seventy days without you here Nine months you have left me in fear.
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