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A Walk To Remember
I wonder how i kept moving.
days passed by and i often vow,
to live another day moving,
though life feels empty, beloved!
How long can i keep on living,
without your presence, in your absence.
to live another day, still knowing,
that hurts and pain is all i sense.
Yet i had to live, believing
one day you'll come back
to love me ever again, longing
to have a walk to remember.