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Why is it that when the sun is at its peak, its ripest glow, when your touch is what I miss the most.

Because that is how the story is to finish...

With your soft touch and sweet voice to say the way I made you feel was unmatched.

And this bed is not warm, the nights all feel outnumbered compared to those shared with you...

If you’re out there, somewhere...

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