These Streets

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I remember walking these streets
They didn't look quite the same
They now lack you
Just as I do
They don't feel the same under my beat-up shoes
They don't seem as bright
They're darker now
A gloom sets over them
I find that it's harder to walk them now 
All because of your absence 
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