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Circles Around Our Heads

I can feel the numbness in my fingers
as the cold bites at my face.

I see you in my mind
as I walk away.

I wish you were here
but you are gone.

I know that one day,
you will come home.

But until then i will keep praying,
Praying for your return.

Hoping to meet you again,
On a perfect earth.




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