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Things that go a missin'
Are often small,
Often most needed,
Often close to our hearts.
Things that go a missin'
I find again in my hand,
Sometimes on my head,
Where I last left them.
But things I'm gonna be a missin' soon
Can't be replaced,
Can't be taken with,
Can only be hugged goodbye.
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