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I see you, 

'hanging around.'

You enjoy creating spooky sounds,

freaking me out.

I'm not one to misplace my things,

but it's almost like the items have wings,

moving from one place to another,

I think it's you & no other.

Why don't you say "hello?"

I want to hear your voice,

but I think you'd say "no."

I took you for granted,

so you had to go.

Teach me what it's like,

without you, 

now I know.

Is it too late to rewind?

Can't I go back, 

just this one time?

The glass is right where you left it.

Nothing has moved since you left.

I guess,

it's just me that's leaving it there,

but I had no rest since you left.

I miss you.

I wish you the best.

I wish you said more,

but you'd be embarrassed.

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