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Souvenir
Your nearness is gone, it no longer remains
Yet your shadow lingers, like echoes
Cradling me in the warmth of whispers
This cold, arctic embrace
Left as a souvenir in disguise
Yet your shadow lingers, like echoes
Cradling me in the warmth of whispers
This cold, arctic embrace
Left as a souvenir in disguise
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