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    As every week goes by.

    It's you that I seek.

       Sometimes, I cry.

    Apart we are, so  very far.

     It's hard on a heart.

    I never get you on the phone.  I'm all alone.

    I wonder where you are.

    I do think of you.  It's true.  Blue.  

    I wonder what you're up to.

    Are you in a hospital, not having a ball, not wonderfall, are you in a nursing home, all alone

   Blind, solance trying to find.

    Are you ok, day

   Are you alright, night