'lostlove'

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You're goneI will neversee youtouch youbreath you inagain. Butin my wordsyou will beimmortalized.I assure youmy darlingthat with my penas my witness
It's how it is, it's life. I look up and there's a big cloud; Caterpillar shaped and fluffy.   I look down and there's a hole in my sock. I stare across and there's a beautiful smile
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