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I miss Him when I walk,
On the streets we had treaded on.
I miss Him when I eat,
At the restaurants we ate at.
I miss Him when I hear a song,
Songs which appealed to him and which did not.
I miss Him when I’m happy,
His sadness used to dilute my happiness once.
I miss Him when I’m sad,
His absence making its presence felt.
For He is a part of Me,
I miss him as I miss Me.
