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WHY IT HURT
it was
not just
you
but the place
we lived in,
the home
we built,
our songs
and jokes
and books
and how
i knew just
what to say
and where
to touch
and how
to make
you smile
it was
not just you
but us,
not just you
but me
gone, too
not just
you
but the place
we lived in,
the home
we built,
our songs
and jokes
and books
and how
i knew just
what to say
and where
to touch
and how
to make
you smile
it was
not just you
but us,
not just you
but me
gone, too
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