MISS

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    MISS

    LET ME BEGIN
    BY SAYING I MISS YOU
    THAT MY HEART IS SO LOST
    SINCE THE DAY I FIRST LEFT YOU

    TRIED TO RETURN BUT WAS TOO LATE
    HAD TO EMBRACE THIS KIND OF FATE
    WASN'T TRUSTING WHAT WAS PUT ON MY PLATE DIDN'T MEANT TO WASTE LIFE BEING A FAKE

    WE'D EMBRACE OUR LOVE EVERYDAY
    YOU'D WAKE UP LEAN OVER TO KISS ME
    PROMISED FOREVER TO ONE ANOTHER
    NEVER LEFT WITHOUT SAYING I LOVE YOU

    DAY IN DAY OUT WANTING ME HAPPY
    YOU'D SMILE AND HOLD ME GRACEFULLY
    I'D SEE A SPARKLE WHEN OUR EYES MET
    I'LL REMEMBER THE WAY YOU'D KISS

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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