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A year without you
It
was drizzling outside, so are my eyes!
Memories
were rolling down my cheeks knowing that you won’t come back!
Memories
and tears are what left behind!
You
don’t know every night I cried!
Days
were passing only to make me a year old!
Those
memories spent with you are long back sold!
No
more hugs, no more kisses!
A
year without you feels like living in desert!
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