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AGAIN |
As the day drew to an end
I think of the times that went passing by
And as my thoughts wandered
I find myself remembering again
You laughed at my jokes
You said hello on the phone
Its' funny how the little things
Can mean a lot more
I try to keep myself occupied
Throughout the empty days
Filling my life with vague details
And trying not to notice
The empty rooms
Then you intrude
Within my thoughts
And make me smile
So that strangers stare
I try to push you away
So I can work
But my thoughts kept drifting
To that part where I am most happy
So I am here again
Standing beside the window
As the sun played with the colors
With the coffee murmuring
In the kitchen
My thoughts filled with
And I cannot help smiling
Again....
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