Without a Goodbye

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She wished me goodnight,

Before she took flight.

I remember her so clearly,

Cause she held me so dearly.

There’s a hole that I’ve tried to fill since that day,

But no matter how much I’d pray,

She hasn’t come back,

Hasn’t look back,

And I’m about to crack

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