Why Is It You
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I touch.
I feel.
I see.
And I appreciate my life.
But you are there,
In my mind.
I don't want you appearing,
All the time.
I can not remove you.
Even if I wanted to.
How are you doing this,
When you are not in my view?
You did say you would never leave me!
I hear.
I touch.
I feel.
I see.
But why is it you,
I wish not to do this with...
So much?
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