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This is but one thing
A misery to bring
All lost and remembered
It has been a long December

With eyes that call
The depths we will fall
To bring a semblance back
My outer begins to crack

So here we are again
Our hearts never to lend
Each other in this fall
From inside the strained call

A song that reminds
Of once intertwined
Another look cast to you
Another will never do

For you are the one
After you, I am done

About G.Edward Smith

A stranger in a strange land...
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