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Come back and smile your smile again The evening air is still I feel my daily loving pain The same thing you would feel If you were me, but happily You’re at the better place In better time, for you can see What’s left of me, what trace Is there still, waits to be found You might just look away To watch the apples falling down And you don’t have to say A single word, for words are said And many days passed by.. Among the pages, scrolled and read One page refused to die.