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Rated: · Poetry · Activity · #1230197
My dad was my best friend..now I never see him.
You've changed somehow
You're not the same
Drifting away.

Every sunday by the creek
We'd run and play
Drifting away.

Can you recignise me now?
Why are you never there?
Drifting away.

Maybe someday
You'll come back to me
Drifting away.

Down by the creek
We'll run and play
Drifting away.
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