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Each one for me, can only be, another day without you
The tick and tock of every clock seems so long
No good and bad when all you have is gone
I put the street beneath my feet, so not to think about you
But every sound and every sight unlocks a picture of you
Each memory a rush of joy and pain
If only I could hold you once again!
