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My Bagger Vance
I am surrounded by a loss that is hard to forget,
I wonder where she is this very moment.
I hear her voice guiding me through life,
I see glimpses of her in the corner of my eye.
I want her to be given another chance,
I am the golfer and she is my Bagger Vance.
I pretend to be alright just like before,
I feel like I am slowly dying in the core.
I touch the place where my heart used to be,
I worry about those who are similar to me.
I cry out loud every time that I am reminded,
I am always the one that is trying to fight it.
I understand that life will never be the same,
I say this because I am starting to forget her name.
I dream of the days that she was still here,
I hope to see her again one day and hopefully it's not near.
I am the golfer and she is my Bagger Vance.
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