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Oh how I miss her sweet soul She's absent now but not for long Oh to be graced by her presence Even for a short while, Oh the things I'd do just to see her smile Wrapped in her essence Oh how I found my home in her Can't wait to feel warm when beside her, Her love is the gentle balm that binds my shattered soul, Full of life she makes me feel The quiet breath that bids my broken heart to heal.
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