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I have spent my days with you, inside you.
You stare at me, blank, but I have to leave you.
You have been my company during the days,
that were red and some were blue.
You are white and so you will remain.
Not a mark on your pure white soul.
I will miss you, my bedroom wall.
For you have heard me laugh and heard me bawl.