When solitude begins to rise,
And memories spark within your eyes,
Just call me once, and you will find,
A smile, a warmth, I'll be behind.
A thousand words, I’ll softly say,
Then quietly slip and drift away.
And when your heart has healed once more,
With a smile, forget what came before.
With that smile, I'll take my leave,
And fade from you, as you believe.
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