what i miss
is there one daythat i can go
without sorrow
without you smile
next to me every morning
your caring eyes
peering-watching over me
or your peaceful face
trying to help me
through my own problems
without your presence near
a calm and collective aurora
that keeps sincerity in the room
how you never worry, feel, and act
all these things are
what i miss
when your gone
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