You can't see me or touch me or hear me, but I'm standing right next to you. It's sad to see you cry for me. I wish you only knew.
That even though you think I'm gone, I've never left your side. You see, I've been right here all along, and watched you as you cried.
So please be brave and dry the tears, don't let your grief show through. I love you from a different place, and I'm standing right next to you.
So please be brave and dry the tears, don't let your grief show through. I love you from a different place, and I'm standing right next to you.
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