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Foolish
I miss what I’ve never had—
the weight of your hand in mine,
the sound of your laugh close enough to catch.
I think of you, and the world feels lighter,
then heavier all at once.
the weight of your hand in mine,
the sound of your laugh close enough to catch.
I think of you, and the world feels lighter,
then heavier all at once.
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