A Song for Dapu

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I understood, I loved Dapu only! Abi was right. Remembering you dear. I miss you so much. A song for you....

" Who knows how long I have been waiting for you
So why do I still miss you?
who knows since when

However far you are from me, I am close to you
I'm used to living like this by now
I don't even have any complaints about my life
I'm just alive under the blue sky

My love for you is such that it just keeps growing
The (imagined) sound of you approaching is such that it torments me
My memories of you are so deep that the heart drowns
And the hurt becomes tears in my eyes

I'm used to living like this by now

Those nights are always with me
Those talks are always with me
I'm used to living like this by now...."

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