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Remembering Yesterday
by Trisha Janean Durst
I look at you, you look at me,
I think back to the way things used to be.
I remember your kiss,
that is something I really miss.
I think about the days way back in time,
about the love that is no longer mine.
I remember your touch,
I miss you so much.
So when you look at me,
think back on yesterday,
when I loved you and you loved me.
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