• I still hear her laughter in the wind.
    The laughter of a friend that is no more.
    The last day I saw this friend of mine she was quieter than normal.
    I knew that she was slipping away, but I never thought it would happen until that rainy day.
    She was gone she wasn't the same any more.
    Now I live life without her.
    She wasn't only a friend she was a sister.
    Now I only hear her laughter in the wind...

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