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I got used to it so quickly

Your absence in my life

I spend my days alone now

My voice echoes off the walls

I never put your things away

Pretending you’re anywhere else

I wander my empty halls

A ghost now just like you

I stare into the nothing

Forgetting the sight and sound of you

I go about this nonexistence

As dead and gone as you are

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