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My world is like a river
as dark as it is deep
Night after night the past slips in
and gathers all my sleep
My days are just and endless stream
of emptiness to me
Filled only by the fleeting moments
of her memories

Sweet memories
Sweet memories

She slipped into the silence
of my dreams again last night
Wandering from room to room,
she's turning on each light
Her laughter spills like water
from the river to the sea
And I'm swept away from sadness
clinging to her memories

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