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My heart still feels the tug,
when I think of you;
Your laugh, smile, pretty eyes,
I see you in you St. Patrick's Day outfit.
You look soo beautiful
and I wonder why;
Why did you have to go
and leave me here all alone.
I wish I could say those things
my thoughts are forever embedded in time;
the time seems to stand still,
as I think of you.
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