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I miss the smell of your clothes, when you held me.
And I hate how I can't feel your hair tickle my face, when we hug.
I miss tracing the lines on your palm and feeling the little hairs on your knuckle.
I can still hear the sound of your voice and the feel sincerity of your smile.
I still smell the happiness in the air, that lingered when you laughed.
I can remember the secret language we spoke with our eyes.
And how we told each other a story with one look.
I want you back. 
Where did you go?



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I miss the smell of your clothes, when you held me. And I hate

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