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I
Love
You
Three little words,
That can mean so much.
I
Love
.
Yet, if we don’t hear it enough,
We may begin to feel lonely.
I
.
.
And sadly, the one person we need,
To tell us this little fact,
.
.
.
Is never there when we need them most,
In our time of need,
When we never know when we may die,
Living in fear day in and day out.
Not seeing the sunlight,
Not feeling it’s warmth upon our skin.
I
Love
You.
That’s all I long to hear
I Love –
One more time
I-
To keep what’s left of my hopes up.
……
Before I die.



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