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The rain forms little bubbles on the white rose I picked for you,
As your voice echoes in my head.
Why did I lose that love?
Where did I go wrong?
What made you leave me in the dark?
What did I do to make you leave?
The grey stone glowed as the sun stretched above the clouds.
Your name written in stone,
Never forgotten,
Never lost.



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