everyday i see her in the
morning, afternoon, and at
night before i go to sleep
i think about her everyday
i think of her face when
i sleep at night
her face is like a beautful
flower in a great spring
day
when i hear the words
'i love you' and knowing
what meaning is behind it
and everthing she has to
say i hear
now i only wish she lives
here and not the three hours
over there
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