Until you left I never knew how cold the wind could be or how alone a child could feel, a leaf without a tree. There’s no one left to call me now, and no one I can call no parent left to share the day; no spring to warm the fall. I walk a little slower now; I smile a little less without you to be proud of me, there’s no one to impress. If I could have you back again for even just one day th...
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