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Few Words Left
I wish I could walk,
Straight into your arms,
After a week like this,
When I’ve used all my words,
At work,
Doing my best to meet the deadlines.
Now I barely have a few words left,
That silently whisper,
In between the scribbles of my notes,
Which will remain unread,
By you,
As I live my days without your sunshine.
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