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[Written Winter 2009]

The sun sets at 4PM
There’s an aching in my chest
A feeling I can’t suppress
Could it again be loneliness?
The songs he used to sing
In my mind they do still ring
While the minutes pass to hours
The clock turns hours into days
And yet the feeling stays
And he still hasn’t changed his ways

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