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It's raining tear-drops,
gently on the sidewalk
of my heart.
 

washing away dreams of
yesterday.
 

Puddles forming, filling
the meadows
where once we strolled.
 

Hand in hand, across
fields of flowers.
 

Picking daisies, counting
petals
slipping a blossom in my
hair.
 

Soft winds continue to
whisper your name
sweet breezes tantalize
my mind.

filling it with thoughts
of you.

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