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Where have you gone? You left me here, alone. It's dark and cold, and I'm alone. I hunger for your presence, your divine intervention. As I sit here without you, I've lost all attention. A gray fog seems to settle on all thoughts at once. And again I'm reminded of what your visits brought. I hardly noticed you leaving til the time you were gone, and now I sit weeping for the friend that I lost. I hope soon that I'll find you. I hope in a dream. And as soon as I wake up, have all that you bring.
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