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The stars have lost their sparkle, Sun has a bit less shine. Flowers bloom less majestically, Reflections on the water don't shimmer so well. The silver moon looks more grey, The meadows seem so baron. Children's laughter dulled and droning, Sunset hazy and drowning. Nature has lost its beauty, Those small things that once bought joy dull into the white noise. Time ticks meaninglessly, When can I lay beside you?