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There is a hole in my soulI have this hole. Inside of my soul. Where you used to be. Now. They tell me I am free. But. I cannot see you. I cannot touch you. Through. Gone. Over and out. Oh my dear Lord I just wanna shout. Out. Loud. I am proud. Of me. For loving you. That endlessly.
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