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SEPT. 85 by Sidney Clyde (im memory of Sidney Clyde)

I still see your face
And I look at this piece of paper
A long since expired phone number
The only thing
Left
Sometimes I wonder
Where you are
And when you walk up to me and say
I’ve missed you so much
I wake up
And you’re still
A million miles away.

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