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Stray

Your absence is a hollow ache,
A silent echo that reverberates through my days and nights.
It leaves me waiting for you.
It leaves me withering for you.

By now I have already drowned in those hollow waves,
Yet I still wait,
I wait for you to look at me again,
I wait for you to find value in me again,
I wait for you to love me again.

Some people leave while some people stay,
Choose whichever you will,
In the end, it doesn’t matter anyway.

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