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Come back and smile your smile again
The evening air is still
I feel my daily loving pain
The same thing you would feel
If you were me, but happily
You’re at the better place
In better time, for you can see
What’s left of me, what trace
Is there still, waits to be found
You might just look away
To watch the apples falling down
And you don’t have to say
A single word, for words are said
And many days passed by..
Among the pages, scrolled and read
One page refused to die.
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