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One day you’re here, the next you’re gone Going on without you, seems so wrong. I can’t seem to think straight. My mind is always up late.   The debt of why you’re not here,
It shouldn't have happened It was one time too many. Like a flash you were gone Like a flip of a penny.   You suffered, I know You showed your bravery.
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