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You're Gone
Absent lips,
are cold without me
Eyes of brilliant Safire,
dull without me
Voice of a harp,
speechless without me.
Soulful innocence,
sorrowful continuance.
are cold without me
Eyes of brilliant Safire,
dull without me
Voice of a harp,
speechless without me.
Soulful innocence,
sorrowful continuance.
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