#EchoesOfAbsence
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In the silence, I hear your voice,
A whispered echo, a heartfelt choice.
The wind whispers cold, but without you,
It's even colder still, my heart anew.

Everywhere I look, I see your face,
A vivid reminder of our love's warm, sacred space.
Each joke, each meme, I long to share,
But without you, laughter's lost its flavor and care.

Summer's peaches, once sweet and bright,
Now black and barren, devoid of delight.
The after-rain...