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I am searching for her among all the people ever place I go, my eyes grow tired from all the faces.

Once a day she appears in my dreams with her beautiful smile to make my heart sing.

But I am still trying to make you understand,
My heart is broken into a million pieces
Just like that of a shattering glass

People are many but the ones like her are rare…

Among the people, among everything, among all the faces I see only hers. But she's gone.

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