I sat at a table tonight. Clean red tablecloth soon to be stained by the touch of a child.
I listen to the giggles of neices and watch the laughter of adults.
I enjoy my mashed potatoes, my crown and coke warms me inside.
I'm still missing something, someone should be beside me.
I'm missing you...

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