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Over twelve months ago I received a phone call to tell me a friend had been killed - he had been punched once in the face and was dead.  True I hadn't spoken to him for a few years: but the news was shocking.  I went to the funeral on my own, met with old friends and even my ex-husband, we discussed Rob and the kind of guy he was.  He was full of life, he was manic and a complete nutter; he was Rob, need we say more? Lost Without You   I am wandering aroundmy love My head in a haze Why aren’t you here Filling up my days? I miss you likedaylight in winter And the summer sun You are my soul mate Forever the One I am empty like aderelict house Like a night withoutthe moon You were taken tooquickly Gone from me too soon I miss you with everyheartbeat Like I’d miss flowersin spring My life will foreverbe Missing one thing The clocks keep onticking But have no hands How do I continue Without my man? Gone but notforgotten For always this istrue I...