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Aug 12, 2001 #2

Aug 12, #2 [Incubus, "I Miss You"]

"To see you when I wake up, is a gift I didn’t think could be real

To know that you feel the same, as I do, is a Three-fold utopian dream You

do something to me That I can’t explain So would I be out of line, If I

said I miss you. I see your picture, I smell your skin on, the empty pillow

next to mine You have only been gone ten days, but already I am wasting

away I know I’ll see you again Whether far or soon But I need you to know,

that I care And I miss you."

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