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I miss you dearly,

I can't sleep at night,

I want your touch,

I am ready to take flight.

On calls from a payphone,

As we run up our bills,

You paint picture of tomorrow,

And we ruin out of quills.

You have promised me so much,

I wonder if it can be true,

If there really is a person,

More perfect than you.

Than I wonder of Iraq,

And if tomorrow will change everything,

Than I wonder if your words,

Ever meant anything.