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Aug 2020
My ears used to cry for peace and quiet,
but now they yearn
for the sweet caress of your voice.

Your words are a soft blanket,
and when they reach my ears
I am covered in warmth and comfort.

Your laugh is cheerful music
and when it reaches my ears
my spirits are gently lifted.

Your affectionate tone of voice calms my soul,
and I gladly listen to anything you say.
© 2020
Pandora dO
Written by
Pandora dO  Netherlands
(Netherlands)   
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       Timothy, Shubhankar Mathur, Colm, --- and iixiixixvii
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