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There is a hole in the world, where you used to be. I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night.
I miss you so much, my love.
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There is a hole in the world, where you used to be. I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night.
I miss you so much, my love.
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