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I Miss Her

I miss her like you miss the sun
The rays of light shining in
The warmth radiating off skin
The brightness seeping into bones
But then it’s gone
There’s no warmth
There’s no rays
There is darkness
There is resentment
There is the concrete cool floor
I’m falling
But there is no ground




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