Miss what?
I miss my golden-eyed sun
Miss his shadow
Please come
Miss my half
Miss my dark
Miss his light
Miss my night
Miss my piece of mind
Miss my sight
Miss my white swan
That served as a messenger
To us
Miss being electrified
I just simply-
Miss my all.
And what is my all?
My golden-eyed guy.
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