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A Sense of Loss

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So you think you can tell love from loss,
Blue skies from the grey?
Can you tell a pure heart from a cold?
Do you think you can tell?
And did we get you to trade your best friends for ghosts?
Hot ash for the leaves?
Hot air for a cool?
can you stand change?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two small children running away from the tears, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found?
I Wish you were here.

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Blackheath Village Old Dover Road London United Kingdom
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Jennifer Fortey