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The crowd is close, the chatter loud,
Soft dress, youthful exuberance
I feel the touch
The smell of Dior fills my nostril
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Alone!

The crowd is close, the chatter loud,
Soft dress, youthful exuberance
I feel the touch
The smell of Dior fills my nostril
The lights are bright, the gin is strong…
Alone……

I hear the laughter,
I see her smile
I feel the wind, and then she fades……
Alone…..

Small fingers and tiny hand
Grips my finger and whimpers to sleep
I see her lips all curled in a smile
I feel the muscles of my face, smiling back
I close my eyes, and feel the tears……
Alone……

The crowd is close, the music loud
Soft dress, firm body.
I feel the touch…….

I stand wide eyed and realize……..
I miss her touch and soft sweet voice
I miss her hugs….and…
Long to hear her say……
‘Daddy, you are not…….ALONE…"

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