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Stuff smuggled in a card I made
It rests under your pillow
When out of ICU, you'll cringe at all the 'I love you's'
That card retired the life of one biro
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You were the baker, I'll christen this new era
With the smell of freshly baked bread
Your Nutella, I'll keep it in the cellar
You were always a fan of that spread
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Six months on, there's a car crash outside
The fire brigade using the jaws of life
No flush at night to sound your return
I still pretend you're only out of sight
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Front garden bouquet, I threw it at the fire brigade
I was admonished and told to go back inside
From the living room window
I stand and watch the white sheet go
Over the family car and I closed my eyes
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I still pretend you're only out of sight
In another room, smiling at your phone
I still pretend you're only out of sight
In another room, smiling at your phone
I still pretend you're only out of sight
In another room, smiling at your phone
I still pretend you're only out of sight
In another room, smiling at your phone
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A younger me, a younger you
Meeting at the serpentine
The beginning of Spring, you wore those yellow ripped jeans
Your look defined my 2009
Your shyness stoked my boldness
"Shall we go in?" I smiled
Your hand warmed walking through the gallery